Why, I've not decided the names of the characters, and that let me tell you, doctor, is no easy matter.

I call the first wench Peggy Peachum, but it doesn't please me.

I----" At that moment Pope caught sight of his man fidgetting first on one foot and then on the other.
"What d'ye want sirrah ?" demanded the poet irritably.
"A young girl, sir, desires to see Mr.Gay.She couldn't tell me her business with him." A roar of laughter was heard, in the midst of which Gay looked puzzled and a trifle foolish.
"Oh poor Gay, to think thy light damsels cannot let thee alone but must follow thee to my pure Eve-less abode," said Pope mockingly.
"Nay, 'tis nothing of the kind.

You accuse me unjustly.

I know no light o' love.