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Show The Recruiting Officer. 65 Enter Worthy with a Cafe of Piftols under his Arm. Wor. Here, Sir, take your choice. [Going between 'em, and (ffcring them. Braz. W h a t ! Piftols! Are they charg'd, m y Dear ? Wor. With a Brace of Bullets each. Braz. But I'm a Foot-Officer, m y Dear, and never ufe Piftols, the Sword is m y way and I wo'n't be put out of m y Road to pleafe any M a n. Wor. Nor I neither ; fo have at you. [Cocks one Pijtol. Braz. Look'e, m y Dear, I don't care for Piftols Pray, oblige me, and let us have a bout at Sharps; dam it, there's no parrying thefe Bullets. Wor. Sir, if you ha'n't vour Belly full of thefe, the Swords fhall come in for lecond Courfe. Braz. W h y then, Fire and Fury! I have eaten Smoak from the Mouth ofaCaunon, Sir; don't think I fear Powder, for I live upont. Let me fee: [Takes one."] And now, Sir, how many Paces diftant fhall we fire? Wor. Fire you when you pleafe, I'll referve m y Shot till I a m fure of you. Braz. Come, where's your Cloak ? Wor. Cloak ! what d've mean ? Braz. To fight upon; I always fight upon a Cloak, 'tis our way abroad. ' Luc. Come, Gentlemen, I'll end the Strife. ( Unmatks. Wor. Lucy! Take her. Braz. The Devil take m e if I do Huzza ! ( Fires his Piftol.) D'ye hear, d'ye hear, you plaguy Harrydan, how thofe Bullets whiffle ; fuppofe they had been lodg'd in my Gizzard now! Luc. Pray, Sir, pardon me. Braz. I can't tell, Child, till I know whether m y Money be fafe. (Searching his Pockets.) Yes, yes, I do pardon you but if I had you in the Rofe Tavern, Covent Garden, with thre or four hearty Rakes, and three or four fmart Napkins, I wou'd tell you another Story, m y Dear. (Exit. Wor. And was Melinda privy to this ? Luc. N o , Sir, fhe wrote her N a m e upon a piece of Paper at the Fortune-tellers laft Night, which I put in m y Pocket, and fo writ above it to the Captain. Wor. A n d how came Melinia's Journey put off? Luc. At the Town's end fhe met Mr.Balance's Steward, w ho told her, bodycoud ttehaltl Mwrhist.h eSri,l via wasE geo ne2 from. her Father's, aWnord, no |