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between a taylor and a thief; and also what cabbage you have eaten and stolen in your life time.
He Madam, I quite forgot, I am a prince born vulgarly called a shoe maker.
She, Never the better for that; for though you live by your last and your end, you seldom think of either,
He. Really madam I thought all ladies admired our craft, because it is real business to make them fine about the heel, one of the first things a man gazes at in a woman
She. No. your rotten leather, great awls, small ends and losing stitches, create my aversion.
He. Well madam, I am a bricklayer, and can build a house according to any model given me.
She. Then you are curs’d in scripture which says, Woe be to them which daub with untempered mortar
He Madam, I am a ship carpenter; you know shipping is of great advantage to the nation.
She. I can’t abide a trade which is the occasion of to many men’s deaths, I mean the sailors, who have but two or three inches between them and their watery graves.
