 | The Love-Chase |  |
SCENE I.
—The Lobby of an Inn.Enter Chargewell, hurriedly.
Charg.
What, hoa there! Hoa, sirrahs! More wine! Are
the knaves asleep? Let not our guests cool, or we shall starve
the till! Good waiting, more than viands and wine, makes the
good inn!—George!—Richard!—Ralph!—Where are you?
Enter George.
George.
Here am I, sir!
Charg.
Have they taken in more wine to that company?
George.
Yes, sir.
Charg.
That's right. Serve them as quick as they order!
A fair company! I have seen them here, before. Take care
they come again. A choice company! That Master Waller,
I hear, is a fine spirit—leads the town. Pay him much duty.
A deep purse, and ready strings.
George.
And there is another, sir;—a capital gentleman,
though from the country. A gentleman most learned in dogs
and horses! Huntsman and whipper-in, together, were scarce
a match for him!—one Master Wildrake. I wish you could
hear him, sir.
Charg.
Well, well!—attend to them. Let them not cool o'er
the liquor, or their calls will grow slack. Keep feeding the fire
while it blazes, and the blaze will continue. Look to it well!
George.
I will, sir.
Charg.
And be careful, above all, that you please Master
Waller. He is a guest worth pleasing. He is a true gentleman.
—Free order, quick pay!
George.
And such, I'll dare be sworn, is the other. A man of
mighty stores of knowledge—most learned in dogs and horses!
Never was I so edified by the discourse of mortal man.
[They go out severally.
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