FROG .-- Methinks it is strange that Philip Baboon's tenants do not all take your honour's part, considering how good and gentle a master you are.
ESQUIRE SOUTH .-- True, Nic., but few are sensible of merit in this world.
It is a great comfort to have so faithful a friend as thyself in so critical a juncture.
NIC.

FROG .-- If all the world should forsake you, be assured Nic.

Frog never will; let us stick to our point, and we'll manage Bull, I'll warrant ye.
ESQUIRE SOUTH .-- Let me kiss thee, dear Nic.; I have found one honest man among a thousand at last.
NIC.

FROG .-- If it were possible, your honour has it in your power to wed me still closer to your interest.
ESQUIRE SOUTH .-- Tell me quickly, dear Nic.
NIC.

FROG .-- You know I am your tenant; the difference between my lease and an inheritance is such a trifle as I am sure you will not grudge your poor friend.