Then one may, after an arriere supper, drop into Will's or Slaughter's and find Old John, with Tickell and Congreve and the rest of them, hard at work on the dramatic unities, or poetical justice, or some such matter.

I confess that my own tastes lay little in that line, for about that hour I was likely to be worse employed with wine-flask, dice-box, or--' 'Hem! hem!' cried I warningly, for several of the Puritans were listening with faces which expressed anything but approval.
'What you say of London is of much interest to me,' said the Puritan maiden, 'though these names and places have little meaning to my ignorant ears.

You did speak, however, of the playhouse.

Surely no worthy man goes near those sinks of iniquity, the baited traps of the Evil One?
Has not the good and sanctified Master Bull declared from the pulpit that they are the gathering-place of the froward, the chosen haunts of the perverse Assyrians, as dangerous to the soul as any of those Papal steeple-houses wherein the creature is sacrilegiously confounded with the Creator ?' 'Well and truly spoken, Mistress Timewell,' cried the lean young Puritan upon the right, who had been an attentive listener to the whole conversation.

'There is more evil in such houses than even in the cities of the plain.