Old. You laugh loud, and break no jest.
Nov. You rail, and nobody hangs himself; and thou hast nothing of the satire but in thy face.
Old. And you have no jest, but your face, sir.
Nov. Thou art an illiterate pedant.
Old. Thou art a fool with a bad memory.
Man. Come, a pox on you both! you have done like wits now: for you wits, when you quarrel, never give over till ye prove one another fools.
Nov. And you fools have never any occasion of laughing at us wits but when we quarrel. Therefore let us be friends, Oldfox.
Man. They are such wits as thou art, who make the name of a wit as scandalous as that of bully: and signify a loud-laughing, talking, incorrigible, coxcomb, as bully a roaring hardened coward.
Free. And would have his noise and laughter pass for wit, as t'other his huffing and blustering for courage.