SCANDAL
You'd better let him go, sir, and send for him if there be
occasion; for I fancy his presence provokes him more.
VALENTINE
Is the lawyer gone? 'Tis well, then we may drink about
without going together by the ears--heigh ho! What a'clock is't?
My father here! Your blessing, sir.
SIR SAMPSON LEGEND
He recovers--bless thee, Val; how dost thou do, boy?
VALENTINE
Thank you, sir, pretty well. I have been a little out of
order, Won't you please to sit, sir?
SIR SAMPSON LEGEND
Ay, boy. Come, thou shalt sit down by me.
SIR SAMPSON LEGEND
No, no; come, come, sit thee down, honest Val. How dost
thou do? Let me feel thy pulse. Oh, pretty well now, Val. Body o'
me, I was sorry to see thee indisposed; but I'm glad thou art
better, honest Val.
SCANDAL
Miracle! The monster grows loving. [Aside.]
SIR SAMPSON LEGEND
Let me feel thy hand again, Val. It does not shake; I
believe thou canst write, Val. Ha, boy? thou canst write thy name,
Val. Jeremy, step and overtake Mr Buckram, bid him make haste back
with the conveyance; quick, quick. [In whisper to JEREMY.]
