Ran. Rather than stay without seeing her.
Dap. Yes, yes, you shall see her; but let me perish if I have not been offered a hundred guineas for a sight of her; by—I say no more.
Ran. [Aside.] I understand you now.—[Aloud.] If the favour be to be purchased, then I'll bid all I have about me for't.
Dap. Fy, fy, Mr. Ranger! you are pleasant, i'faith. Do you think I would sell the sight of my rarity?—like those gentlemen who hang out flags at Charing Cross, or like—
Ran. Nay, then I'm gone again.
Dap. What, you take it ill I refuse your money? rather than that should be, give us it; but take notice I will borrow it. Now I think on't, Lucy wants a gown and some knacks.
Ran. Here.
Dap. But I must pay it you again: I will not take it unless you engage your honour I shall pay it you again.
Ran. You must pardon me; I will not engage my honour for such a trifle. Go, fetch her out.
Dap. Well, she's a ravishing creature: such eyes and lips, Mr. Ranger!