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Show 9 8 The Recruiting Officer. See there 1 can afTure you, that I can do any thing with the Captain. Bull. That is, in a modeft way, Sir, Have a care what you fay, Ruofe, don't lhame your Parentage. Rofe. Nay, for that matter, I a m not fo fimple as to fay that 1 can do any thing with the Captain, but what I may do with any body elfe. Sil. So! And pray what do you expect from this Captain, Child? Rofe. I expect, Sir, 1 expect But he order'd me to tell no body. But fuppofe that he fhould promife to marry me? Sil. You fhou'd have a care, m y dear, M e n will promife any thing before-hand. Rofe. 1 know that, but he promis'd to marry me afterwards. Bull. Wuns, Ruofe, what have you faid? Sil. Afierwards! After what? Rofe. After 1 had fold m y Chickens. 1 hope there's no harm in that. Enter Plume. Plume. What, Mr. Wilful fo clofe with my Market Woman ! Sil. Ill try if he loves her. (Afide.) Clofe, Sir, ay, and clofer yet, Sir. Come, m y pretty Maid, you and I will w ithdraw a little. / W f . No, no, Friend, I han't done with her yet. Sil. Nor have 1 begun with her, fo I have as good Right as you have. - Plume. Thou art a bloody impudent Fellow. Sil. Sir, I wou'd qualifie m v felf for the Service. Plume. Haft thou really a mind to the Service ? Sil. Yes, Sir: So let ber go. Rof. Prav, Gentlemen, don't be fo violent. Plume. Come, leave it to the Girl's o w n Choice Will you belong to m e or to that Gentleman? r>°f''' L vTm e conr,der> y°u're k°th very handfome. Plume. N o w the natural Unconftancy of her Sex begins to work. J b $oje. Pray, Sir, what will you give me? Bull. fmcleanJiatlr! yh',au vG fleDov Qroat n^ fC'eh>eto ' asbc be9hu htawi nilygtdorh!uy fn,ig S.xi br^e1,"Jf Hto hrfeaett a tmnhdye f ei Saixbf btoevrhe i fSnhcdoa,un laddna lbE;e pqMyaueogUreu |