Act 1 — SCENE IV.—LUCKLESS, JACK.
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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.