_Spi._ Oh! oh! I begin to conceive you. I am to be a live tapster, and Mr. Dotterell is to be the ghost of a dead man that died in the inn and left a power of money behind, and so haunts the house because his own cousin had not--I understand it very well--Look you, Mr. Dotterell, it was I and my master contrived to kill this gentleman for the great bag of money he brought into our house. Come, come, we'll go in and consider how to act these parts, without giving Mr. Severn any more trouble about it. _Sev._ But there is another thing that, I fear, will go much against you; and that is, you are to be excessively saucy. _Spi._ No, I shall make no scruple of that if he proves an unmannerly guest, I'll warrant you.--But, Mr. Dotterell, let us go and lay our heads together. _Sev._ Now, gentlemen, you are going out in your own persons, and no man living can tell which of you should take place. Certainly, Mr. Spider, you are somebody or other; and, Mr. Dotterell, so are you. Now I would fain know which of you is to take place. _Spi._ Pray, good Mr. Dotterell. _Dot._ Nay, nay, Mr. Spider, I'll never be outdone in civility; you must pardon me, indeed, sir. _Spi._ Nay, sir. _Dot._ Nay, sir. _Spi._ Nay, sir. _Dot._ Nay, nay, nay, sir, if you go to that. [_Turns aside._ _Spi._ Nay, but, good sir--excuse me, sir. [_Turning another way._ _Dot._ Oh, Mr. Spider, your servant for that, sir. [_Takes him up in his arms._ _Spi._ Sir, you conquer me beyond expression; sir, you run away with me. _Dot._ Indeed, sir, I must say you are a very easy gentleman; you are carried away with the least civility, look you, sir; for----[_Carrying him backwards and forwards._ _Spi._ Plague on't, what a misfortune it is to be a little fellow! Though I have a soul as great as Hercules, this fellow can deal with me. _Dot._ Oh, my dear little Dicky Spider! [_Exit, kicking him in his arms._ _Sev._ [_Solus_]. Here's a great piece of difficulty adjusted; but I observe very few difficulties of ceremony of much greater moment than this, and wish they were all to be so ended. Well, now have I the hardest task in all my affair to pursue: To persuade a woman who is young, pleasant, and agreeable, to act a part for me to another; to make love for me, instead of receiving love made to her; and there is no way of obtaining of 'em but by making love to them. They are used to no other language, and understand no other.--Ho! who waits there? _Enter_ WAITER. _Waiter._ Sir; do you call, sir? _Sev._ Pray, sir, call Mrs. Umbrage hither. If she be in the green-room, tell her I beg to speak with her--I must form myself into all the good humour I can to entertain her, or I shall never get her to come into it. _Enter_ MRS. UMBRAGE.