_Aimwell._ You found the West Indies very hot, sir? _Gibbet._ Ay, sir, too hot for me. _Aimwell._ Pray, sir, han’t I seen your face at Will’s coffee-house? _Gibbet._ Yes, sir, and at White’s too. _Aimwell._ And where is your company now, captain? _Gibbet._ They an’t come yet. _Aimwell._ Why, d’ye expect them here? _Gibbet._ They’ll be here to-night, sir. _Aimwell._ Which way do they march? _Gibbet._ Across country. FARQUHAR, _The Beaux’ Stratagem_ Remark upon the style of the dialogue, and how it suits the situation. (2) (_This extract occurs near the end of “Venice Preserved,” Otway’s famous tragedy. Pierre, a conspirator against the Venetian Senate, is about to be tortured publicly on the wheel. His friend Jaffier, who has wronged Pierre, has come to witness the execution._) _Officer._ The day grows late, sir. _Pierre._ I’ll make haste. O Jaffier! Though thou’st betrayed me, do me some way justice. _Jaffier._ No more of that: thy wishes shall be satisfied.... [_Going away, Pierre holds him._ _Pierre._ No--this--no more! [_He whispers Jaffier._ _Jaffier._ Ha! is’t then so? _Pierre._ Most certainly. _Jaffier._ I’ll do’t. _Pierre._ Remember. _Officer._ Sir. _Pierre._ Come, now I’m ready. [_He and Jaffier ascend the scaffold._ Captain, you should be a gentleman of honour. Keep off the rabble, that I may have room To entertain my fate and die with decency. Come! [_Takes off his gown. Executioner prepares to bind him._ _Priest._ Son! _Pierre._ Hence, tempter! _Officer._ Stand off, priest. _Pierre._ I thank you, sir. You’ll think on’t. [_To Jaffier._ _Jaffier._ ’Twon’t grow stale before to-morrow. _Pierre._ Now, Jaffier! Now I am going. Now-- [_Executioner having bound him._ _Jaffier._ Have at thee, thou honest heart! Then, here! [_Stabs him._ And this is well too! [_Stabs himself._ _Priest._ Damnable deed! _Pierre._ Now thou hast indeed been faithful. This was done nobly--we’ve deceived the Senate. _Jaffier._ Bravely. _Pierre._ Ha! Ha! Ha!--Oh! Oh!-- [_Dies._