Sir Sim. He has been bred at a French-house, where they are more unreasonable.
Vin. Here's to you, Sir Simon.
Sir Sim. I cannot drink, for I have a mistress within; though I would not have the people of the house to know it.
Ran. You need not be ashamed of your mistresses, for they are commonly rich.
Sir Sim. And because she is rich, I would conceal her; for I never had a rich mistress yet, but one or other got her from me presently, faith and troth.
Ran. But this is an ill place to conceal a mistress in; every waiter is an intelligencer to your rivals.
Sir Sim. I have a trick for that:—I'll let no waiters come into the room; I'll lay the cloth myself rather.
Ran. But who is your mistress?
Sir Sim. Your servant,—your servant, Mr. Ranger.
Vin. Come, will you pledge me?