Pet. Mistress, that's without precedent. When did a counsel ever return his fee, pray? and you are impertinent and ignorant to demand it.
Wid. Impertinent again, and ignorant, to me! Gads-bodikins, you puny upstart in the law, to use me so! you green-bag carrier, you murderer of unfortunate causes, the clerk's ink is scarce off of your fingers,—you that newly come from lamp-blacking the judges' shoes, and are not fit to wipe mine; you call me impertinent and ignorant! I would give thee a cuff on the ear, sitting the courts, if I were ignorant. Marry-gep, if it had not been for me, thou hadst been yet but a hearing counsel at the bar. [Exit Petulant.
Enter Mr. Buttongown, crossing the stage in haste.
Mr. Buttongown, Mr. Buttongown, whither so fast? what, won't you stay till we are heard?
But. I cannot, Mrs. Blackacre, I must be at the council, my lord's cause stays there for me.
Wid. And mine suffers here.
But. I cannot help it.
Wid. I'm undone.
But. What's that to me?