one another to Patients, as the condition of the age affords
creatures enow for cunning to work upon.

SKIRMISH.
Oh wondrous! new fools and fresh Asses.

PYE.
Oh, fit, fit! excellent.

SKIRMISH.
What, in the name of Conjuring?

PYE.
My memory greets me happily with an admirable subject to
gaze upon: The Lady-Widdow, who of late I saw weeping in
her Garden for the death of her Husband; sure she 'as but a
watrish soul, and half on't by this time is dropt out of her
Eyes: device well managed may do good upon her: it stands
firm, my first practise shall be there.

SKIRMISH.
You have my voice, George.

PYE.
Sh'as a gray Gull to her Brother, a fool to her only son,
and an Ape to her youngest Daughter.--I overheard 'em
severally, and from their words I'll derive my device; and
thou, old Peter Skirmish, shall be my second in all slights.

SKIRMISH.