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Luck. So! what news bring you?

Jack. An't please your honour I have been at my lord's, and his lordship thanks you for the favour you have offered of reading your play to him; but he has such a prodigious deal of business, he begs to be excused. I have been with Mr Keyber too – he made me no answer at all. Mr Bookweight will be here immediately.

Luck. Jack.

Jack. Sir.

Luck. Fetch my other hat hither; – carry it to the pawnbroker's.

Jack. To your honour's own pawnbroker!

Luck. Ay – and in thy way home call at the cook's shop. So, one way or other, I find my head must always provide for my belly.