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Keeper. To say truth, masters, you will find it better 

 to be advised. 



Swivel. Oh ! we are in no such humour, and shall 

 abide the issue with great content ; again, I pray you, 

 depart, an you bear love to your master. 



Exit KEEPER. 



May. The fellow hath a look expectant, and moves 

 snailishly on his errand. 



Swivel. Ay ! he gapes after a bribe, and would fain 

 wink at our breach of his laird's ordinance ; but what 

 is rightfully ours we design not to purchase, so e'en let 

 him wag his tongue against us ; 'tis to me a matter of 

 moonshine. 



May. Set to, Doctor, now that we are quit of the 

 knave, and fill up thy pannier. 'Twill astonish Leister, 

 should we out-weigh him, as we might do with a little 

 management. There is a deep piece of water eastward 

 of the heronry, to which I would fain repair, while you 

 thrash on hereabout. 



Swivel. I am content to do so, Bill, having promise 

 before me of good sport. 



ANOTHER PART OF THE LOCH. 



Swivel. What, Bill, seated disconsolate on a stone, 

 waiting like cock o' the weather for a wind-puff ! Are 

 thy flies still in sallying mood ? Hast had luck, boy, 

 that thou'rt so patient grown ? 



May. I have tooth-ached not a few rascals, but 



