[To them] OFFICER.
By your leave, gentlemen: Mr Trapland, if we must do our
office, tell us. We have half a dozen gentlemen to arrest in Pall
Mall and Covent Garden; and if we don't make haste the chairmen will
be abroad, and block up the chocolate-houses, and then our labour's
Udso that's true: Mr Valentine, I love mirth, but business
must be done. Are you ready to -
Sir, your father's steward says he comes to make proposals
concerning your debts.
Bid him come in: Mr Trapland, send away your officer; you
shall have an answer presently.
Mr Snap, stay within call.