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Cutter of Coleman-street.
Pun.This bouncing Bear of a Colonel will break the back o' my little Whelp of a Captain, unless I take him off; come away Captain, I'le firk his back with two Bum-baylies, till he spew up every Stiver of her Portion.
Joll.Fare-ye-well, Gentlemen, come not near these Doors if you love your own Leather, I'l ha' my Scullions batter you with Bones and Turneps, and the Maids drown you with Piss-pots, if you do but approach the Windows; these are sawcy Knaves indeed, to come to me for Pounds and Portions.
[Exit.
[Exit.
Wor.Poverty, the Pox, an ill Wife, and the Devil go with thee, Colonel.
Pun.I vex'd him to the Gills, Worm, when I put that bitter Bob o' the Baker upon him.
Wor.I? i'st e'n so? not come to your House? by Jove I'l turn him out of it himself by a trick that I have.
Pun.Pish! thou talk'st as Ravingly as a Costermonger in a Feaver.
Wor.I'l do't by Jove.
Pun.How, prethee, Captain? what does thy Pericranium mean?
Wor.Why here I ha't, by Jove; I'm ravish'd with the fancy of it; let me see— let me see— his Brother went seven years ago to Guiny.———
Pun.I, but the Merchants say he's Dead long since, and gon to the Blackamores below.
Wor.The more Knaves they; he Lives, and I'm the man.
Pun.Ha! ha! ha! thou talk'st like a Sowc'd Hoggs-face.
Wor.I knew him very well, and am pretty like him, liker than any of your Similitudes, Puny; by long Conversation with him, and the Colonel, I know all passages betwixt 'em; and what his Humor and his Estate was, much better than he himself, when he was Alive; he was a Stranger thing than any Monster in Afrique where he Traded.
Pun.How! prethee Captain? I love these Odd fantastical things as an Alderman loves Lobsters.
Wor.Why, you must know, he had quite lost his memory, totally, and yet thought himself an able man for business, and that he did himself all that was done by his man Iohn, who went always along with him; like a Dog with a Blind man.
Pun.Ha! ha! ha! Sublimely fantastical
Wor.
