I am angry with thee.  The Form.

Ch. But I am something angry with you.  But I am a little angry with you.  But I am a little provok’d at you.  I have something to be angry with you for.

* * * * *

For what Cause.  The Form.

Au. I pray what is it?  Why so?  But why, I beseech you?  What Crime have I committed?  What have I done? Promereor bona, I deserve Good; Commereor mala, I deserve Ill, or Punishment:  The one is used in a good Sense, and the other in an ill. Demeremur eum, is said of him that we have attach’d to us by Kindness.

* * * * *

Because you don’t Regard me.

Ch. Because you take no Care of me.  Because you don’t regard me.  Because you come to see us so seldom.  Because you wholly neglect us.  Because you quite neglect me.  Because you seem to have cast off all Care of us.

Au. But there is no Cause for you to be angry.  But you are angry without my Desert, and undeservedly; for it has not been my Fault, that I have come to see you but seldom:  Forgive my Hurry of Business that has hindered me from seeing you, as often as I would have done.

Ch. I will pardon you upon this Condition, if you’ll come to Supper with me to Night.  I’ll quit you upon that Condition, if you come to Supper with me in the Evening.

Au.  Christian, you prescribe no hard Articles of Peace, and therefore I’ll come with all my Heart.  Indeed I will do it willingly.  Indeed I would do that with all Readiness in the World.  I shan’t do that unwillingly.  I won’t want much Courting to that.  There is nothing in the World that I would do with more Readiness.  I will do it with a willing Mind.

Ch. I commend your obliging Temper in this, and in all other Things.

Au. I use always to be thus obsequious to my Friends, especially when they require nothing but what’s reasonable.  O ridiculous!  Do you think I would refuse when offer’d me, that which I should have ask’d for of my own Accord?

* * * * *

Don’t deceive me.  The Form.

Ch. Well, but take Care you don’t delude me.  See you don’t deceive me.  Take Care you don’t make me feed a vain Hope.  See you don’t fail my Expectation.  See you don’t disappoint me.  See you don’t lull me on with a vain Hope.

Au. There is no Need to swear.  In other Things, in other Matters you may be afraid of Perfidy.  In this I won’t deceive you.  But hark you, see that you provide nothing but what you do daily:  I would have no holy Day made upon my Account.  You know that I am a Guest that am no great Trencher Man, but a very merry Man.

Ch. I’ll be sure to take Care.  I will entertain you with Scholars Commons, if not with slenderer Fare.