Lucy. Sir, Sir, one Word with you.Lud. Your Business--Lucy. May one ask you a civil Question, and be resolv'd?Lud. Hum-A civil Question, sayst thou? What's it, prithee, a Night's Lodging? If so, pull off thy Mask, and I'll resolve thee instantly--But I never strike Bargains in the Dark.Lucy. I don't know, Sir, but it may tend to that, by way of Proxy, at the long-run: But at present my Commission reaches no further than to know your Lodgings; if any...