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Cutter of Coleman-street.
Wor.Your brother, I suppose he is Sir, but another time—
Will.'Tis true indeed; I had forgot, Ifaith, my Brother was a Colonel; I cry you mercy Sir, he'l be here presently. Ye seem to be Foreiners by your habits Gentlemen.
Wor.No Sir, we are English-men.
Will.English-men? law you there now! would you ha' spoke with me, Sir?
Wor.No Sir, your Brother; but my business requires no haste, and therefore———
Will.You'r not in haste, you say; pray Sir, sit down then, may I crave your name, Sir?
Wor.My name's not worth the knowing Sir—
Will.This Gentleman?
Wor.'Tis my man, Sir, his name's John.
Pun.I'l be John no more, not I, I'l be Iackanapes first; No, my name's Timothy Sir.
Will.Mr. John Timothy, very well, Sir; ye seem to be Travellers.
Wor.We are just now as you see, arriv'd out of Afrique, Sir, and therefore have some business that requires—
Will.Of Afrique? law ye there now; what Country, pray?
Wor.Prester-John's Country; fare you well, Sir, for the present, I must be excus'd.
Will.Marry God forbid; what come from Prester-John, and we not Drink a Cup o' Sack together.
Wor.What shall I do? Friend, shall I trouble you to shew me a private place? I'l wait upon you presently agen, Sir.
Will.You'l stay here Master?———
Pun.I'l only make a little Maids water Sir, and come back to you immediately.
Ral.The door's lock'd Sir, the Colonel ha's lock'd us in here— why do you shake Sir?
Pun.Nothing— only I have extreme list to make water.Here's the Colonel, I'l sneak behind the Hangings.
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