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quainted with that gentleman know him to be a man who 

 will not endure to be treated like a stranger. So that his 

 acceptation of my poor entertainment has ever been a pure 

 effect of his own humility and good-nature, and nothing 

 else. But, Sir, we are now going down the Spittle Hill into 

 the town ; and therefore let me importune you suddenly to 

 resolve, and (most earnestly) not to deny me. 



VlAT. In truth, Sir, I am so overcome by your bounty, 

 that I find I cannot, but must render myself wholly to be 

 disposed of by you. 



PlSC. Why, that 's heartily and kindly spoken, and I as 

 heartily thank you. And being you have abandoned your- 

 self to my conduct, we will only call and drink a glass on 

 horseback at the Talbot, and away. 



VlAT. I attend you. But what pretty river is this, that 

 runs under this stone bridge ? Has it a name ? 



PlSC. Yes, it is called Henmore, and has in it both trout 

 and grayling ; but you will meet with one or two better 

 anon. And so soon as we are past through the town, I will 

 endeavour by such discourse as best likes you, to pass away 

 the time till you come to your ill quarters. 



VlAT. We can talk of nothing with which I shall be more 

 delighted than of rivers and angling. 



PlSC. Let those be the subjects, then; but we are now 

 come to the Talbot. What will you drink, Sir, ale or wine? 



VlAT. Nay, I am for the country liquor, Derbyshire ale, 

 if you please ; for a man should not, methinks, come from 

 London to drink wine in the Peak. 



PlSC. You are in the right ; and yet let me tell you, you 

 may drink worse French wine in many taverns in London, 

 than they have sometimes at this house. What ho! bring 



