_Enter_ Strephon and Postilion.
Streph:)
You drove me from Staines to this place, from whence I mean to go to
Town to marry Chloe. How much is your due?
Post:
Eighteen pence.
Streph:
Alas, my freind, I have but a bad guinea with which I mean to support
myself in Town. But I will pawn to you an undirected Letter that I
received from Chloe.
Post:
Sir, I accept your offer.