He asks an unreasonable price, and we cannot agree. Here, seignior,
take your trinkets, and be gone.

_Wood._ [_Taking the box._] _A dio, seigniora._

_Limb._ Hold, pray stay a little, seignior; a thing is come into my
head of the sudden.

_Trick._ What would you have, you eternal sot? the man's in haste.

_Limb._ But why should you be in your frumps, Pug, when I design only
to oblige you? I must present you with this box of essences; nothing
can be too dear for thee.

_Trick._ Pray let him go, he understands no English.

_Limb._ Then how could you drive a bargain with him, Pug?

_Trick._ Why, by signs, you coxcomb.

_Limb._ Very good! then I'll first pull him by the sleeve, that's a
sign to stay. Look you, Mr Seignior, I would make a present of your
essences to this lady; for I find I cannot speak too plain to you,
because you understand no English. Be not you refractory now, but take
ready money: that's a rule.

_Wood._ _Seignioro, non intendo Inglese._

_Limb._ This is a very dull fellow! he says, he does not intend
English. How much shall I offer him, Pug?