t last particular you have the better of me.
_Arch_. Ay, you're such an amorous puppy, that I'm
afraid you 'll spoil our sport; you can't counterfeit
the passion without feeling it.
_Aim_. Though the whining part be out of doors in town,
'tis still in force with the country ladies: and let me
tell you, Frank, the fool in that passion shall-outdo
the knave at any time.
_Arch_. Well, I won't dispute it now; you command for
the day, and so I submit: at Nottingham, you
know, I am to be master. {266}
_Aim_. And at Lincoln, I again.
_Arch_. Then, at Norwich I mount, which, I think, shall
be our last stage; for, if we fail there, we'll embark
for Holland, bid adieu to Venus, and welcome
Mars.
_Aim_. A match!--Mum!
_Re-enter Boniface_.
_Bon_. What will your worship please to have for supper?
_Aim_. What have you got?
_Bon_. Sir, we have a delicate piece of beef in the pot,
and a pig at the fire.
_Aim_. Good supper-meat, I must confess. I can't eat
beef, landlord. {278}
_Arch_. And I hate pig.
_Aim_. Hold your prating, sirrah! do you know who you
are?
_Bon_. Please to bespeak something else; I have everything
in the house.
_Aim_. Have you any veal?
_Bon_. Veal! sir, we had a delicate loin of veal on
Wednesday last.
_Aim_. Have you got any fish or wildfowl? {287}
_Bon_. As for fish, truly, sir, we are an inland town, and
indifferently provided with fish, that 's the truth on't;
and then for wildfowl--we have a delicate couple of
rabbits. {291}
_Aim_. Get me the rabbits fricasseed.
_Bon_. Fricasseed! Lard, sir, they 'll eat much better
smothered with onions.
_Arch_. Psha! Damn your onions!
_Aim_. Again, sirrah!--Well, landlord, what you please.
But hold, I have a small charge of money, and your
house is so full of strangers that I believe it may
be safer in your custody than mine; for when this
fellow of mine gets drunk he tends to nothing.--Here,
sirrah, reach me the strong-box. {301}
_Arch_. Yes, sir.--[_Aside_.] This will give us a reputation.
[_Brings Aimwell the box_.
_Aim_. Here, landlord; the locks are sealed down both
for your security and mine; it holds somewhat
above two hundred pound: if you doubt it I'll
count it to you after supper; but be sure you lay it
where I may have it at a minute's warning; for my
affairs are a little dubi
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