ABSTRACT
Sir John. Sirrah, no more of your French Shrugs, I advise you. If you be lousy shift yourself.
Lane. May it please your Worship.
Sir John. I say you cannot please my Worship, Sirrah, nothing will 5 please my Worship, but to see my Son; bring me the Person of
my Boy Tom, or as his Travels stile him Monsieur Thomas. Lane. Then to answer you, punctually. Sir John. My Boy or nothing; I say to the Purpose.
