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 Johns. Pray, Sir, who are those two so very civil persons?

Bayes. Why, Sir, the Gentleman-Usher, and Physicians of the two Kings of Brentford.

Johns. But how comes it to pass, then, that they know one another no better?

Bayes. Phoo! that's for the better carrying on of the Intrigue.

Johns. Very well.

Phys. Sir, to conclude,

Smi. What, before he begins?

Bayes. No, Sir; you must know they had been talking of this a pretty while without.

Smi. Where? in the Tyring-room?

Bayes. Why ay, Sir. He's so dull! Come, speak again.

Phys. Sir, to conclude, the place you fill, has more than amply exacted the Talents of a wary Pilot, and all these threatning storms which, like impregnant Clouds, do hover o'er our heads, (when they once are grasp'd but by the eye of reason) melt into fruitful showers of blessings on the people.

Bayes. Pray mark that Allegory. Is not that good?

Johns. Yes; that grasping of a storm with the eye is admirable.

Phys. But yet some rumours great are stirring; and if Lorenzo should prove false, (as none but the great Gods can tell) you then perhaps would find, that

Bayes. Now they whisper.

Ush. Alone, do you say?

Phys. No; attended with the noble

Ush. Who, he in gray?

Phys. Yes; and at the head of

Bayes. Pray mark.

Ush. Then, Sir, most certain, 'twill in time appear These are the reasons that induc'd 'em to't: First, he

Bayes. Now t'other whispers.

Ush. Secondly, they

Bayes. He's at it still.