CHAPTER XX. The discourse that passed between Nic. Frog and Esquire

South, which John Bull overheard.*

* Negotiations between the Emperor and the Dutch for

continuing the war, and getting the property of Flanders.

John thought every minute a year till he got into Ecclesdown Castle; he

repairs to the "Salutation" with a design to break the matter gently to

his partners. Before he entered he overheard Nic. and the Esquire in a

very pleasant conference.

ESQUIRE SOUTH.--Oh, the ingratitude and injustice of mankind! That John

Bull, whom I have honoured with my friendship and protection so long,

should flinch at last, and pretend that he can disburse no more money

for me! that the family of the Souths, by his sneaking temper, should be

kept out of their own!

NIC. FROG.--An't like your worship, I am in amaze at it; I think the

rogue should be compelled to his duty.

ESQUIRE SOUTH.--That he should prefer his scandalous pelf, the dust and

dregs of the earth, to the prosperity and grandeur of my family!

NIC. FROG.--Nay, he is mistaken there, too; for he would quickly lick

himself whole again by his vails. It's strange he should prefer Philip

Baboon's custom to Esquire South's.

ESQUIRE SOUTH.--As you say, that my clothier, that is to get so much by

the purchase, should refuse to put me in possession; did you ever know

any man's tradesman serve him so before?

NIC. FROG.--No, indeed, an't please your worship, it is a very unusual

proceeding; and I would not have been guilty of it for the world. If

your honour had not a great stock of moderation and patience, you would

not bear it so well as you do.

ESQUIRE SOUTH.--It is most intolerable, that's certain, Nic., and I will

be revenged.

NIC. FROG.--Methinks it is strange that Philip Baboon's tenants do not

all take your honour's part, considering how good and gentle a master

you are.

ESQUIRE SOUTH.--True, Nic., but few are sensible of merit in this world.

It is a great comfort to have so faithful a friend as thyself in so

critical a juncture.

NIC. FROG.--If all the world should forsake you, be assured Nic. Frog

never will; let us stick to our point, and we'll manage Bull, I'll

warrant ye.

ESQUIRE SOUTH.--Let me kiss thee, dear Nic.; I have found one honest man

among a thousand at last.

NIC. FROG.--If it were possible, your honour has it in your power to wed

me still closer to your interest.

ESQUIRE SOUTH.--Tell me quickly, dear Nic.

NIC. FROG.--You know I am your tenant; the difference between my lease

and an inheritance is such a trifle as I am sure you will not grudge

your poor friend. That will be an encouragement to go on; besides, it

will make Bull as mad as the devil: you and I shall be able to manage

him then to some purpose.

ESQUIRE SOUTH.--Say no more; it shall be done, Nic., to thy heart's

content.

John all this while was listening to this comical dialogue, and laughed

heartily in his sleeve at the pride and simplicity of the Esquire, and

the sly roguery of his friend Nic. Then of a sudden bolting into the

room, he began to tell them that he believed he had brought Lewis to

reasonable terms, if they would please to hear them.

Then they all bawled out aloud, "No composition: long live Esquire South

and the Law!" As John was going to proceed, some roared, some stamped

with their feet, others stopped their ears with their fingers.

"Nay, gentlemen," quoth John, "if you will but stop proceeding for

a while, you shall judge yourselves whether Lewis's proposals* are

reasonable."

* Proposals for cessation of arms and delivery of Dunkirk.

ALL.--Very fine, indeed; stop proceeding, and so lose a term.

JOHN BULL.--Not so neither; we have something by way of advance: he will

put us in possession of his Manor and Castle of Ecclesdown.

NIC. FROG.--What dost talk of us? thou meanest thyself.

JOHN BULL.--When Frog took possession of anything, it was always said to

be for us, and why may not John Bull be us as well as Nic. Frog was us?

I hope John Bull is no more confined to singularity than Nic. Frog; or,

take it so, the constant doctrine that thou hast preached up for many

years was that thou and I are one; and why must we be supposed two in

this case, that were always one before? It's impossible that thou and I

can fall out, Nic.; we must trust one another. I have trusted thee with

a great many things--prithee trust me with this one trifle.

NIC. FROG.--That principle is true in the main, but there is some

speciality in this case that makes it highly inconvenient for us both.

JOHN BULL.--Those are your jealousies, that the common enemies sow

between us: how often hast thou warned me of those rogues, Nic., that

would make us mistrustful of one another!

NIC. FROG.--This Ecclesdown Castle is only a bone of contention.

JOHN BULL.--It depends upon you to make it so; for my part, I am as

peaceable as a lamb.

NIC. FROG.--But do you consider the unwholesomeness of the air and soil,

the expenses of reparations and servants? I would scorn to accept of

such a quagmire.

JOHN BULL.--You are a great man, Nic., but in my circumstances I must be

e'en content to take it as it is.

NIC. FROG.--And you are really so silly as to believe the old cheating

rogue will give it you?

JOHN BULL.--I believe nothing but matter of fact; I stand and fall by

that. I am resolved to put him to it.

NIC. FROG.--And so relinquish the hopefullest cause in the world: a

claim that will certainly in the end make thy fortune for ever.

JOHN BULL.--Wilt thou purchase it, Nic.? thou shalt have a lumping

pennyworth; nay, rather than we should differ, I'll give thee something

to take it off my hands.

NIC. FROG.--If thou wouldst but moderate that hasty, impatient temper

of thine, thou shouldst quickly see a better thing than all that. What

shouldst thou think to find old Lewis turned out of his paternal estates

and mansion-house of Claypool?* Would not that do thy heart good, to see

thy old friend, Nic. Frog, Lord of Claypool? Then thou and thy wife and

children should walk in my gardens, buy toys, drink lemonade, and now

and then we should have a country dance.

* Claypool, Paris--Lutetia.

JOHN BULL.--I love to be plain: I'd as lief see myself in Ecclesdown

Castle as thee in Claypool. I tell you again, Lewis gives this as a

pledge of his sincerity; if you won't stop proceeding to hear him, I

will.

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