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my good David, to mind such small trifles as these.

Lord love you, sir! I have both given and taken short words ere now: that is nothing to me. But I wish I may remember to call your honour in the morning, for as I was a saying, a man with a short memory

Yes, yes, let us have it all now, as we go along; and put this under your pillow to prevent you from over-sleeping yourself, my friend David.(Giving him money.)

O Lord, sir, I can't refuse any thing your honour offers me, but there is no occasion for this.

Put it in your pocket, man: there is a virtue in it. (They move on; Sir John following David, and Worshipton kicking his shins from side to side, with affected carelessness, as he goes after him.)

Thou'rt making a strange noise with thy feet, Worshipton. (Exeunt.