Old. How! you won't, sure. Prithee, don't look like one of our holiday captains now-a-days, with a bodkin by your side, your martinet rogues.
Man. [Aside.] O, then, there's hopes.—[Aloud.] What, d'ye find fault with martinet? Let me tell you, sir, 'tis the best exercise in the world; the most ready, most easy, most graceful exercise that ever was used, and the most—
Old. Nay, nay, sir, no more; sir, your servant: if you praise martinet once, I have done with you, sir.—Martinet! martinet!—[Exit.
Free. Nay, you have made him leave you as willingly as ever he did an enemy; for he was truly for the king and parliament: for the parliament in their list; and for the king in cheating 'em of their pay, and never hurting the king's party in the field.
Enter a Lawyer towards them.
Man. A pox! this way:—here's a lawyer I know threatening us with another greeting.
Law. Sir, sir, your very servant; I was afraid you had forgotten me.
Man. I was not afraid you had forgotten me.
Law. No, sir; we lawyers have pretty good memories.
Man. You ought to have by your wits.