Just. Well, my lad, what’s your name?

O’Con. Humphrey Hum.

Just. Hum—I don’t like Hum!

O’Con. But I be mostly called honest Humphrey——

Rosy. There, I told you so, of noted honesty.

Just. Well, honest Humphrey, the doctor has told you my terms, and you are willing to serve, hey?

O’Con. And please your worship I shall be well content.

Just. Well, then, hark’ye, honest Humphrey,—you are sure now, you will never be a rogue—never take a bribe, hey, honest Humphrey?

O’Con. A bribe! what’s that?

Just. A very ignorant fellow indeed!

Rosy. His worship hopes you will not part with your honesty for money.

O’Con. Noa, noa.

Just. Well said, Humphrey—my chief business with you is to watch the motions of a rake-helly fellow here, one Lieutenant O’Connor.

Rosy. Ay, you don’t value the soldiers, do you, Humphrey?

O’Con. Not I; they are but zwaggerers, and you’ll see they’ll be as much afraid of me as they would of their captain.

Just. And i’faith, Humphrey, you have a pretty cudgel there!

O’Con. Ay, the zwitch is better than nothing, but I should be glad of a stouter: ha’ you got such a thing in the house as an old coach-pole, or a spare bed-post?

Just. Oons! what a dragon it is!—Well, Humphrey, come with me.—I’ll just show him to Bridget, doctor, and we’ll agree.—Come along, honest Humphrey.

[Exit.

O’Con. My dear doctor, now remember to bring the justice presently to the walk: I have a scheme to get into his confidence at once.

Rosy. I will, I will.

[They shake hands.

Re-enter Justice Credulous.

Just. Why, honest Humphrey, hey! what the devil are you at?

Rosy. I was just giving him a little advice.—Well, I must go for the present-—Good-morning to your worship—you need not fear the lieutenant while he is in your house.