Man. Damn your trade! 'tis the better for't.
Ald. What, will you speak against our trade?
Man. And dare you speak against the war, our trade?
Ald. [Aside.] Well, he may be a convoy of ships I am concerned in.—[Aloud.] Come, captain, I will have a fair correspondence with you, say what you will.
Man. Then prithee be gone.
Ald. No, faith; prithee, captain, let's go drink a dish of laced coffee,[119] and talk of the times. Come, I'll treat you: nay, you shall go, for I have no business here.
Man. But I have.
Ald. To pick up a man to give thee a dinner. Come, I'll do thy business for thee.
Man. Faith, now I think on't, so you may, as well as any man: for 'tis to pick up a man to be bound with me, to one who expects city security for—
Ald. Nay, then your servant, captain; business must be done.