"Sister Barebottle, I must not be called Cutter any more: that is a name of Cavalier's darkness; the Devil was a Cutter from the beginning: my name is now Abednego: I had a vision which whispered to me through a key-hole, 'Go, call thyself Abednego.'" In his epilogue to this same comedy, Cutter is supposed to address the audience as a "congregation of the elect," the playhouse is a conventicle, and he is a "pious cushion-thumper." Gazing about the theatre, he says--through his nose, no doubt-- "But yet I wonder much not to espy a Brother in all this court called Zephaniah." This is a better rhyme even than Butler's "Their dispensations had been stifled But for our Adoniram Byfield." In Brome's "Covent Garden Weeded," the arrival at the vintner's door is thus described: "_Rooksbill._ Sure you mistake him, sir. _Vintner._ You are welcome, gentlemen: Will, Harry, Zachary! _Gabriel._ Zachary is a good name. _Vintner._ Where are you? Shew up into the Phoenix."--Act. ii. sc. 2. The contrast between Will or Harry, the nick forms, and Zachary,[20] the full name, is intentionally drawn, and Gabriel instantly rails at it. In "Bartholomew Fair," half the laughter that convulsed Charles II., his courtiers, and courtezans, was at the mention of _Ezekiel_, the cut-purse, or _Zeal-of-the-land_, the baker, who saw visions; while the veriest noodle in the pit saw the point of Squire Cokes' perpetually addressing his body-man Humphrey in some such style as this: "O, Numps! are you here, Numps? Look where I am, Numps, and Mistress Grace, too! Nay, do not look so angrily, Numps: my sister is here and all, I do not come without her." How the audience would laugh and cheer at a sally that was simply manufactured of a repetition of the good old-fashioned name for Humphrey; and thus a passage that reads as very dull fun indeed to the ears of the nineteenth century, would seem to be brimful of sarcastic allusion to the popular audience of the seventeenth, especially when spoken by such lips as Wintersels. The same effect was attempted and attained in the "Alchemist." Subtle addresses the deacon: "What's your name? _Ananias._ My name is Ananias. _Subtle._ Out, the varlet That cozened the Apostles! Hence away! Flee, mischief! had your holy consistory No name to send me, of another sound, Than wicked Ananias? Send your elders Hither, to make atonement for you, quickly, And give me satisfaction: or out goes The fire ... If they stay threescore minutes; the aqueity, Terreity, and sulphureity Shall run together again, and all be annulled, Thou wicked Ananias!" Exit Ananias, and no wonder. Of course, the pit would roar at the expense of Ananias. But Abel, the tobacco-man, who immediately appears in his place, is addressed familiarly as "Nab:"