76 HOW THE LAST ACT OF HAMLET WAS WRITTEN.
Farewell. - Ben—we’ll burn a cup of sack together, when we next
meet.”

In a few seconds the high-spirited young nobleman was seen
gallopping past the window.

“A rare ado!” muttered Ben, contemptuously ; “and all about

a scurvy unlearned Jack, who knows not Omega from an ox-hoof.”

 

 

CHAPTER III.

“Will,” said the Earl of Essex, “get up!”

“Go hang!” was the only reply.

“ He’s stone drunk!” said the Earl.

“ Marry, that is he, your worship,” said a third speaker—a woman,
“and hath been these three days. Truly it is a pity to see him—a