English drama (Comedy); English drama -- 17th century
_Enter a_ Lawyer _towards them._
_Man._ A pox! this way:--here's a lawyer I know threatening us with
another greeting.
_Law._ Sir, sir, your very servant; I was afraid you had forgotten me.
_Man._ I was not afraid you had forgotten me.
_Law._ No, sir; we lawyers have pretty good memories.
_Man._ You ought to have by your wits.
_Law._ O, you are a merry gentleman, sir: I remember you were merry
when I was last in your company.
_Man._ I was never merry in thy company, Mr. Lawyer, sure.
_Law._ Why, I'm sure you joked upon me, and shammed me all night long.
_Man._ Shammed! prithee what barbarous law-term is that?
_Law._ Shamming! why, don't you know that? 'tis all our way of wit, sir.
_Man._ I am glad I do not know it then. Shamming! what does he mean
by't, Freeman!
_Free._ Shamming is telling you an insipid dull lie with a dull face,
which the sly wag the author only laughs at himself; and making himself
believe 'tis a good jest, puts the sham only upon himself.
_Man._ So, your lawyer's jest, I find, like his practice, has more
knavery than wit in't. I should make the worst shammer in England:
I must always deal ingenuously, as I will with you, Mr. Lawyer, and
advise you to be seen rather with attorneys and solicitors, than such
fellows as I am: they will credit your practice more.
_Law._ No, sir, your company's an honour to me.
_Man._ No, faith; go this way, there goes an attorney; leave me for
him; let it never be said a lawyer's civility did him hurt.
_Law._ No, worthy, honoured sir; I'll not leave you for any attorney,
sure.
_Man._ Unless he had a fee in his hand.
_Law._ Have you any business here, sir? Try me: I'd serve you sooner
than any attorney breathing.
_Man._ Business--[_Aside._] So, I have thought of a sure
way.--[_Aloud._] Yes, faith, I have a little business.
_Law._ Have you so, sir? in what court, sir? what is't, sir? Tell me
but how I may serve you, and I'll do't, sir, and take it for as great
an honour--
_Man._ Faith, 'tis for a poor orphan of a sea officer of mine, that
has no money. But if it could be followed in _forma pauperis_, and when
the legacy's recovered--
_Law. Forma pauperis_, sir!
_Man._ Ay, sir. [_Several crossing the stage._
_Law._ Mr. Bumblecase, Mr. Bumblecase! a word with you.--Sir, I beg
your pardon at present; I have a little business--
_Man._ Which is not in _forma pauperis_. [_Exit_ Lawyer.
_Free._ So, you have now found a way to be rid of people without
quarrelling?
_Enter_ Alderman.
_Man._ But here's a city-rogue will stick as hard upon us, as if I owed
him money.
_Ald._ Captain, noble sir, I am yours heartily, d'ye see; why should
you avoid your old friends?
_Man._ And why should you follow me? I owe you nothing.
_Ald._ Out of my hearty respects to you: for there is not a man in
England--
_Man._ Thou wouldst save from hanging with the expense of a shilling
only.
_Ald._ Nay, nay, but, captain, you are like enough to tell me--
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