Anto. Why, I can make speeches to thee too, my lovely Madonna; for examplemy cruel fair one.
[Takes out a purse of gold and at every pause shakes it. Since it is my fate, that you should with your servant angry prove; tho late at nightI hope tis not too late with this to gain reception for my lovetheres for thee, my little Nicky Nackytake it, here take itI say take it, or Ill fling it at your headhow now, rebel!
Aquil. Truly, my illustrious Senator, I must confess your honour is at present most profoundly eloquent indeed.
Anto. Very well; come, now lets sit down and think upont a littlecome sit I saysit down by me a little, my Nicky Nacky, ha![Sits down.] Hurry durrygood for nothing
Aquil. No, sir, if you please I can know my distance and stand.
Anto. Stand: how? Nacky up and I down! Nay, then, let me exclaim with the poet,
Aquil. No, sir.
Anto. Then look you now, suppose me a bull, a basan-bull, the bull of bulls, or any bull. Thus up I get and with my brows thus bentI broo, I say I broo, I broo, I broo. You wont sit down, will you?I broo[Bellows like a bull, and drives her about.
Aquil. Well, sir, I must endure this. Now your [she sits down] honour has been a bull, pray what beast will your worship please to be next?
Anto. Now Ill be a Senator again, and thy lover, little Nicky Nacky! [He sits by her.] Ah toad, toad, toad, toad! spit in my face a little, Nackyspit in my face prithee, spit in my face, never so little: spit but a little bitspit, spit, spit, spit, when you are bid, I say; do prithee spitnow, now, now, spit: what, you wont spit, will you? Then Ill be a dog.
Aquil. A dog, my lord?
Anto. Ay, a dogand Ill give thee this tother purse to let me be a dogand to use me like a dog a little. Hurry durry I willhere tis.
[Gives the purse.
Aquil. Well, with all my heart. But let me beseech your dogship to play your tricks over as fast as you can, that you may come to stinking the sooner, and be turned out of doors as you deserve.
Anto. Ay, ayno matter for thatthat[He gets under the table]shant move meNow, bow wow wow, bow wow
[Barks like a dog.
Aquil. Hold, hold, hold, sir, I beseech you: what ist you do? If curs bite, they must be kicked, sir. Do you see, kicked thus.
Anto. Ay, with all my heart: do kick. kick on, now I am under the table, kick againkick harderharder yet, bow wow wow, wow, bowod Ill have a snap at thy shinsbow wow wow, wow, bowod she kicks bravely.
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