_Limb._ Very good! then I'll first pull him by the sleeve, that's a sign to stay. Look you, Mr Seignior, I would make a present of your essences to this lady; for I find I cannot speak too plain to you, because you understand no English. Be not you refractory now, but take ready money: that's a rule. _Wood._ _Seignioro, non intendo Inglese._ _Limb._ This is a very dull fellow! he says, he does not intend English. How much shall I offer him, Pug? _Trick._ If you will present me, I have bidden him ten guineas. _Limb._ And, before George, you bid him fair. Look you, Mr Seignior, I will give you all these. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10. Do you see, Seignior? _Wood._ _Seignior, si._ _Limb._ Lo' you there, Pug, he does see. Here, will you take me at my word? _Wood._ [_Shrugging up_] _Troppo poco, troppo poco._ _Limb._ _A poco, a poco!_ why a pox on you too, an' you go to that. Stay, now I think on't, I can tickle him up with French; he'll understand that sure. _Monsieur, voulez vous prendre ces dix guinees, pour ces essences? mon foy c'est assez._ _Wood._ _Chi vala, amici: Ho di casa! taratapa, taratapa, eus, matou, meau!_--[_To her._] I am at the end of my Italian; what will become of me? _Trick._ [_To him._] Speak any thing, and make it pass for Italian; but be sure you take his money. _Wood._ _Seignior, io non canno takare ten guinneo possibilmente; 'tis to my losso._ _Limb._ That is, Pug, he cannot possibly take ten guineas, 'tis to his loss: Now I understand him; this is almost English. _Trick._ English! away, you fop: 'tis a kind of _lingua Franca_, as I have heard the merchants call it; a certain compound language, made up of all tongues, that passes through the Levant. _Limb._ This _lingua_, what you call it, is the most rarest language! I understand it as well as if it were English; you shall see me answer him: _Seignioro, stay a littlo, and consider wello, ten guinnio is monyo, a very considerablo summo._ _Trick._ Come, you shall make it twelve, and he shall take it for my sake. _Limb._ Then, _Seignioro,_ for _Pugsakio, addo two moro: je vous donne bon advise: prenez vitement: prenez me a mon mot._ _Wood._ _Io losero multo; ma pergagnare il vestro costumo, datemi hansello._ _Limb._ There is both _hansello_ and _guinnio; tako, tako,_ and so good-morrow. _Trick._ Good-morrow, seignior; I like your spirits very well; pray let me have all your essence you can spare. _Limb._ Come, _Puggio,_ and let us retire in _secreto_, like lovers, into our _chambro_; for I grow _impatiento--bon matin, monsieur, bon matin et bon jour._ [_Exeunt_ LIMBERHAM _and_ TRICKSY.