_Serv._ Yes, sir, and she was pleased to say much in your commendation. _Vizard._ That's my cue----An esteem grafted in old age is hardly rooted out; years stiffen their opinions with their bodies, and old zeal is only to be cozened by young hypocrisy. [_Aside._] Run to the Lady Lurewell's, and know of her maid whether her ladyship will be at home this evening. Her beauty is sufficient cure for Angelica's scorn. [_Exit_ SERVANT. VIZARD _pulls out a Book, reads, and walks about_. _Enter_ SMUGGLER. _Smug._ Ay, there's a pattern for the young men o' th' times; at his meditation so early; some book of pious ejaculations, I'm sure. _Vizard._ This Hobbes is an excellent fellow! [_Aside._] Oh, uncle Smuggler! To find you at this end o' th' town is a miracle. _Smug._ I have seen a miracle this morning indeed, cousin Vizard. _Vizard._ What is it, pray, sir? _Smug._ A man at his devotion so near the court--I'm very glad, boy, that you keep your sanctity untainted in this infectious place; the very air of this park is heathenish, and every man's breath I meet scents of atheism. _Vizard._ Surely, sir, some great concern must bring you to this unsanctified end of the town. _Smug._ A very unsanctified concern, truly, cousin. _Vizard._ What is it? _Smug._ A lawsuit, boy--Shall I tell you?--My ship, the Swan, is newly arrived from St. Sebastian, laden with Portugal wines: now the impudent rogue of a tide-waiter has the face to affirm it is French wines in Spanish casks, and has indicted me upon the statute----Oh, conscience! conscience! these tide-waiters and surveyors plague us more than the war--Ay, there's another plague of the nation-- _Enter_ COLONEL STANDARD. A red coat and cockade. _Vizard._ Colonel Standard, I'm your humble servant. _Colonel S._ May be not, sir. _Vizard._ Why so? _Colonel S._ Because----I'm disbanded. _Vizard._ How! Broke? _Colonel S._ This very morning, in Hyde-Park, my brave regiment, a thousand men, that looked like lions yesterday, were scattered, and looked as poor and simple as the herd of deer that grazed beside them. _Smug._ Tal, al deral. [_Singing._] I'll have a bonfire this night as high as the monument. _Colonel S._ A bonfire! Thou dry, withered, ill-nature; had not those brave fellows' swords defended you, your house had been a bonfire ere this, about your ears.----Did we not venture our lives, sir? _Smug._ And did we not pay for your lives, sir?--Venture your lives! I'm sure we ventured our money, and that's life and soul to me.----Sir, we'll maintain you no longer. _Colonel S._ Then your wives shall, old Actæon. There are five and thirty strapping officers gone this morning to live upon free quarter in the city. _Smug._ Oh, lord! oh, lord! I shall have a son within these nine months, born with a leading staff in his hand.----Sir, you are---- _Colonel S._ What, sir? _Smug._ Sir, I say that you are---- _Colonel S._ What, sir?