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Chamber. And now, Sir, here is my service to you ; 

 and once more welcome ! 



Viat. I, marry, Sir, this glass of good sack has 

 refreshed me. And I'll make as bold with your meat, 

 for the trot has got me a good stomach. 



Pise. Come, Sir, fall to then, you see my little 

 supper is always ready when I come home ; and 

 I'll make no stranger of you. 



Viat. That your meal is so soon ready, is a sign 

 your sen-ants know your certain hours, Sir. I con- 

 fess I did not expect it so soon ; but now 'tis here, 

 you shall see I will make myself no stranger. 



Pise. Much good do your heart ! and I thank you 

 for that friendly word. And now, Sir, my service to 

 you in a cup of More-Lands ale ; for you are now in 

 the More-Lands, but within a spit and a stride of the 

 Peak. Fill my friend his glass. 



Viat. Believe me, you have good ale in the More- 

 Lands : far better than that at Ashbourn. 



Pise. That it may soon be : for Ashbourn has, 

 which is a kind of a riddle, always in it the best malt, 

 and the worst ale in England. Come, take away, and 

 bring us some pipes, and a bottle of ale, and go to 

 your own suppers. Are you for this diet, Sir ? 



Viat. Yes, Sir, I am for one pipe of tobacco ; 

 and I perceive your's is very good by the smell. 



Pise. The best I can get in London, I assure you. 

 But, Sir, now you have thus far complied with my 

 designs, as to take a troublesome journey into an 

 ill country, only to satisfy me ; how long may I 

 hope to enjoy you ? 



