_Omnes._ Ha! ha! ha! _Smart._ By Gad, Rattle, I fancy you have hit it. What do you think, Mr. Dullman? _Omnes._ Ay, let us have Mr. Dullman's Opinion of it. _Dull._ Why really, Gentlemen, I have been thinking of it ever since I first read it in the Papers--and I fancy--though to be sure, it was very difficult to find out--but at last, I think I have hit upon it. _Smart._ Well, well, my dear Dullman, communicate. _Dull._ I suppose there is some Person here among us whose name is Pit, and that he will get up presently and speak a Prologue. _Omnes._ O, O, O, O, O, Shocking! Shocking! Well conjectured, Dullman. _Rattle._ Harkee, Jack, [let's] bam the Irishman. Ask him if he knows anything of it. _Smart._ Don't you laugh then; he'll smoak us if you do; keep your Countenance, and I'll engage I'll pitch-kettle him. Pray Sir, do you know anything of this Prologue? _Irish._ Who, me? Not upon my Honour. I know no more of it than he that made it. _Smart._ A Gentleman was saying just before the Play was over that you were to be the Pit and to speak the Prologue; is there any truth in it, Sir? _Irish._ No indeed, Sir, _it is as false as the Gospel_. I do assure you, Sir, I never spoke a Pit or Prologue in my Life--but once when I was at School, you must know, Sir,--we acted one of Terence's Tragedies there, so when the Play was over I spoke the Prologue to it. _Omnes._ Ha! ha! ha! ha! _Smart._ I remember your Face very well. Pray Sir, don't you belong to the Law? _Irish._ Yes, at your Service, Sir--and so did my Father and Grandfather before me, and all my Posterity. I myself solicit Cause at the old Bailey and Hick's Hall, so I am come to see this BONE FOR THE LAWYERS, because they say it is a Pun upon us Gentlemen of the long Robe. _Omnes._ Ha! ha! ha! _Rattle._ He is a poor ridiculous Fellow, Jack (_aside_); he is as great a Teague as Barrington himself. _Smart._ Hush! Hush! Pray Sir, may I crave your name? _Irish._ Yes you may indeed and welcome, Sir. My name is Laughlinbullruderrymackshoughlinbulldowny, at your Service. And if you have any Friend who is indicted for Robbery or Murder at any time or has any other Law Suits upon his Hands at the old Bailey or Hick's Hall, I should be proud to serve you and to be concerned in the Cause likewise. _Smart._ Whenever I have a Friend in such Circumstances, you may depend upon being retained. _Irish._ Sir, I'll assure you no megrim. England understands the Practice of those Courts better than myself. I know my Croaker upon all the _In res_ and for an Evidence, the Devil a Man in Westminster Hall can tell an Evidence what to say better than I that shits here; or hark you, if you should happen to want a Witness upon Occasion, I believe, Sir, I could serve you. _Smart._ I am infinitely obliged to you. (_Bowing_) _Irish._ Sir, I am your most obsequious. (_Bowing_) _Rattle._ But pray Sir, what kind of Prologue do you think we shall have tonight?