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Show 8 The Recruiting Officer. Enter Kite. Kite. Captain, Captain, a word in your Ear. Plume. You may fpeak out, here are none but Friends. Kite. You know, Sir, that you fent me to comfort the good W o m a n in the Straw, Mrs. MolUy- my Wife, Mr, Worthy. Wor. O , ho! very well! I wifh you Joy, Mr. Kite. Kite. Your Worfhip very well may for I have got both a Wife and a Child in half an hour But as I was faying you fent me to comfort Mrs. Molley my Wife I mean But what d'ye think, Sir ? She was better comforted before I came. Plume. As how! Kite. Why, Sir, a Footman in a blue Livery, had brought her Ten Guineas to buy her Baby-cloaths. Plume. W h o , in the N a m e of Wonder, cou'd fend them ? Kite. Nay, Sir, I muft whifper that - Mis. Silvia. [Whifperu Plume. Silvia! Generous Creature ! Wor. Silvia! Impoffible ! Kite. Here are the Guineas, Sir, I took the Gold as Part of my WTife's Portion. Nay, farther, Sir, fhe fent word the Child fhou'd be taken all imaginable care of, and that fhe intended to ftand Godmother. The fame Footman, as I was coining to you with this News, cali'd after me, and told me, that his Lady wou'd fpeak with me • I went, and upon hearing that you were come to Town, fhe gave me half a Guinea for the News; and order'd me to tell you, that Juftice Ballance, her Father, who is juft come out of the Country, Would be glad to fee you. Plume. There's a Girl for you, Worthy Is there any thing of W o m a n in this? No, tis noble, generous, manly Friendihip; fhew me another W o m a n that wou'd Iofe an Inch of her Prerogative that way, without Tears, Fits and Reproaches. The common Jealoufie of her Sex, which is nothing but their Avarice of Pleafure, fhe defprfes; and can part with the Lover, tho' fhe dies for the M a n - C o m e , Worthy, • Where's the beft Wine? For there I'll quarter. Wor. Horton has a freih Pipe of choice Barcelona, which J wou'd not let him pierce before, becaufe I refe*v d the Maidenhead of it for your Welcome to Town. Plume. Let's away then Mr. Kite, wait on the lady with my humble Service, and tell her, I lhall only refrefh a little, and wait upon her. Wor". Hold, Kite have you feen the other Recruiting- CaKptiatien. ?N o, Sir, Plum:. |