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Show The Tmn-Rlvals. 5 becaufe I cou'd pay for't; your's a Difeafe, becaufe you cou'd not. Y. W. And is this all I muft expect from our Friendfhip ? Rich. Friendfhip! Sir, there can be no fuch thing without an equality. Y. W. That is, there can be no fuch thing when there is oc* cafion for't. Rich. Right, Sir, • our Friendfhip was over a Bottle only ; and whilft you can pay your Club of Friendfhip, I'm that w a y your humble Servant, but when once you come borrowing, I m this way your humble Servant. [Exit. Y. W. Rich, big, proud, arrogant Villain ! I have been twice his Second, thrice fick of the fame Love, and ihiice cur'd by the fame Ph^ fick, and now he drops m e for a Trifle. - - That an honeft Fellow, in his Cups, fhou'd be fuch a Rogue when he's fober! The narrow-hearted Rafcal has been drinking Coffee this Morning. Well, thou dear folitary Half-Crown, adieu! Here, J.<<"*, [Enter Servant.] take this; pay for a Bottle of Wine, and bid BMerdafh bring it himfelf. [Exit Servant.] H o w melancholly are my poor Breeches; not one Chink ! Thou art - . ...,utis Hand, for thou haft pickt m y Pocket. T1 ': .ncner now has all the Marks of an honeft Fellow, a brr d race a c^pii »us Look, a ftrutting Belly, and a jolly Mien. I have brought him above Three Pound a Night r t thefe two Years fuaeflively. The Rogue has Money, I'm iure, if he will but lend it. Enter Balderdafh with a Bottle and Glafs. Oh, Mr. Balderdafh, good morrow. Bald. Noble Mr. Wou'dbe,Vm your moft humble Servant. - I have brought you a Whetting-Clafs, the beft Old Hock in Europe; I know 'tis your Drink in a Morning. Y. W. I'll pledge you, Mr. Balderdafh. Bald. Your Health, Sir. [Drinks. Y. W. Pray, Mr. Baderdafh, tell me one thing, but firft fit down : N o w tell me plainly what you t'link of m e ? Bald. Think of you, Sir ! I think that you are the honefleft, nobleft Gentleman, that ever d>ank a Glafs of W i n e ; and the beft cuftomer that ever came into m y Houfe. Y. W. And you really think as you fpeak, Bald. May this Wine be m y Poifon, Sir, if I don't fpeak from the bottom of m y Heart. Y. W. And how much Money do you think I have fpent in your Houfe? t Sold. |
