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THE INVITATION.
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THE REV. DR. FOLLIOTT.

An old moat.

MR. FIREDAMP.

I shall die of malaria.

MR. TRILLO.

Shall we have any music?

THE REV. DR. FOLLIOTT.

An old harper.

MR. TRILLO.

Those fellows are always horridly out of tune. What will he play?

THE REV. DR. FOLLIOTT.

Old songs and marches.

MR. SKIONAR.

Amongst so many old things, I hope we shall find Old Philosophy.

THE REV. DR. FOLLIOTT.

An old woman.