_Unc._ He comes, [b]e diligent, but not too rugged, start him, but
affright him not.

_Val._ Phew, are you there?

_Unc._ We come to see you Nephew, be not angry.

_Val._ Why do you dog me thus, with these strange people? why, all
the world shall never make me rich more, nor master of these troubles.

_Tenants._ We beseech you for our poor Childrens sake.

_Val._ Who bid you get 'em? have you not threshing work enough, but
Children must be bang'd out o'th' sheaf too? other men with all their
delicates, and healthful diets, can get but wind eggs: you with a clove
of Garlick, a piece of Cheese would break a Saw, and sowre Milk, can
mount like Stallions, and I must maintain these tumblers.

_Lance._ You ought to maintain us, we have maintained you, and when
you slept provided for you; who bought the Silk you wear? I think our
labours; reckon, you'll find it so: who found your Horses perpetual
pots of Ale, maintain'd your Taverns, and who extol'd you in the
Half-crown-boxes, where you might sit and muster all the Beauties?
we had no hand in these; no, we are all puppies? Your Tenants base
vexations.

_Val._ Very well, Sir.

_Lance._ Had you Land, Sir, and honest men to serve your purposes,