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Show 56 The CONFEDERACY. Dick. Come, make thy Turkifl) Demand then. Brafs. You know you gave m e a Bank-Bill this Morn> ing to receive for you. Dick. I did fo, of fifty Pounds, 'tis thine. So, now thou art fatisfy'd, all's fix'd. Brafs. It is not indeed. There's a Diamond Neck-lace you robb'd your Mother of e'en now. Dick. Ah you Jew. Brafs. N o words. Dick. M y dear Brafs! Brafs. Iinfift. Dick. M y old Friend. Brafs. Dick Amlet [Raifing his Voice] I infift. Dick. Ah the Cormorant-.Well, 'tis thine : But thou'lt never thrive with it. Brafs. W h e n I find it begins to do me mifchief, I'll give it you again. But I muft have a Wedding-Suit. Dick. Well. Brafs, Some good Lace. Dick, Thou fha't. Brafs. A Stock of Linen. Dick. Enough. Brafs. Not yet a Silver Sword. Dick. Well, thou fha't have that too. N o w th<Hi haft every thing. Brafs. Gad forgive me, I forgot a Ring of Remembrance • I wou'd not forget all thefe Favours for the World : A fparkling Diamond will be always playing in m y Eye, and put m e in mind of them. Dick. This unconfcionable Rogue ! [Afide.] Well, I'M befpeak one for thee. Brafs. Brillant. Dick. ^ fhall. But if the thing don't fucceed after all ? Brafs. I'm a Man of Honour, and reftore : And fo the Treaty being finifh'd, 1 ftrike m y Flag of Defiance, and fall into m y Refpe&s again. [Taking of his Hat. Enter Flippanta. Flip. I have made you wait a little, but I cou'd not help it, bcr Mafter is but juft gone. He has been r (hewing mewing her Prince Eugene's March into Italy. * ' Dick. Prithee let m e come to her Til n. L part of the World he ha5 neverfoewn h e r " ^ *** *• H,p. S o I told her you muft know ; and m e fai4 fie cou dhke to travel in good Company : I i f \ ^Z flip up thofe Back-Stairs, y O U ftaii t^ / £ ?™ » upon the journey. ' ' agree Dick. M y dear Flippanta I Hip. None of your dear Acknowledgments, I be-feech you, but up Stairs as hard as you can drive. Dick. I m gone. r£xit Dj.ck Flip. And do you follow him, fak-a-dandy, and fee he is not furpnz d. " Xrafs. I thought that was your Poft, Mrs. vfeful: But if you 11 come and keep m e in Humour, I don't •are if I ftiare the Duty with you. *&*U:!iS> S,'r,ah' butfo»°whim, Ihavefomc witt Tn Jv-r\f° ab,f0'Ute.there's no «>™fc«g With her. One Kifs tho, to keep the Centinel warm. S {Gives her a long *,/,. j _ _ S o . [Exit Brafs. Flippanta fola. - - - A nafty Rogue. [Wiping her Mouth.] But, let me fee what have I to do now ? This Reflation will be here quickly, I fuppofe ; i„ the mean time I'll go know if m y Lady s ready for the Quarrel yet. Mafter yonder, .sfo full on't he's ready > o burft7; but we'H give ktm vent by and by with a wimefs. £Exit Flip? s\* $5 ACT |
