Sir Sim. No, I'll spare your wine, if you will spare me Dapperwit's company; I came for that.
Vin. You do us a double favour, to take him and leave the wine.
Sir Sim. Come, come, Dapperwit.
Ran. Do not go, unless he will suffer us to see his mistress too. [Aside to Dapperwit.
Sir Sim. Come, come, man.
Dap. Would you have me so uncivil as to leave my company?—they'll take it ill.
Sir Sim. I cannot find her talk without thee.—Pray, gentlemen, persuade Mr. Dapperwit to go with me.
Ran. We will not hinder him of better company.
Dap. Yours is too good to be left rudely.
Sir Sim. Nay, gentlemen, I would desire your company too, if you knew the lady.