bots. This house is turned upside down, since Robin ostler died. 1 Car. Poor fellow! never joyed since the price of oats rose: it was the death of him. 2 2 Car. I think, this be the most villanous house in all London road for fleas. I am stung like a tench. 1 Car. Like a tench? by the mass, there is ne'er a king in Christendom could be better bit than I have been since the first cock. 2 Car. Why, they will allow us ne'er a jorden, and then we leak in your chimney; and your chamber-lie breeds fleas like a loach. 1 Car. What, ostler! come away, and be hanged; come away. 2 Car. I have a gammon of bacon, and two races of ginger, to be delivered as far as Charing-cross. 1 Car. 'Odsbody! the turkeys in my pannier are quite starved.-What, ostler!-A plague on thee! hast thou never an eye in thy head? canst not hear? An 'twere not as good a deed as drink, to break the pate of thee, I am a very villain. Come, and be hanged :—hast no faith in thee? Enter GADSHILL. Gads. Good-morrow, carriers. What's o' clock? 1 Car. I think it be two o'clock. |