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Show "he Sowldier's Fortune 5 Dard. Thofe've provided for you I found our Swords in a certain private Corner that {hall be namelefs was propefing fome civil Familiarities to-the Lady Governefs of th jult as the Blulterers entred Beang. Are they'in the Houfe, then Dard. Y¢s, and have bound the Servants too; -the hungry Rogue furpris'd at Dinner 5. youw'll hear more of them prefently, Il warran where T Famiily were al you Court. Stand to your Arms, Beaugard 5 the Enemy's upon us Dard. We have had a Succeflion of very pretty Adventures heres firft w are enchanted, then we are fiddled to fleep, then we are fiddled up again Then here'sa Difcovery of a very fair Lady followed by another, of a boun cing brown Baftard ; .and when.we might have thought all Fortunes Tricks ha been over, wearcina very fair way: at laft of having our Throats cut : But I'l fecure one life that (ball be my care,.- | Is ftealing off Beang. Dog, {tay.and fight, or, by Heaven, P'll rip your Heart out Dard. Well then, ifI muft fight 1 muft : What a Pox, 'I have two good Seconds o' my fides and that has fav'd many a Cowards Credit before now [ Noife within Zheod. Break open the Door there, force the Paffage, "down wijth it Enter Theodoret, Gratian and Father Beang. Well Gentlemen, what farther ? What means this Violence here ? ayp (CL 0 dlb e 4, W I Theod. 1 hope, Sir, that's no Sécret, when you {ee who we are Fath. We come, Sir, todemand a Lady, Sir 5 one Porcia Beang. How's that, my Father Fath. Father me no Fathers ; I'am none of thy Father, Fellows but Ta thefe Gentlemens Friend here.- Now,: Atheift, will I'murder thee Dard. Oh Law'd Foth, fack, Ffack, Fack! Come hither Fack's a-word with thee, Fack: Give me a hundred Pieces now; .ama 1'1l be 0' thy fide Fack; and help thee t beat off thefc impudent Fellows. - Géntlemen; Icannot but own to you tha this is my Son. Beaug. Sir, were you nick'd to your Shirt, I would not part witha fingl Shilling, Sir Fath. Though, if he were my Son ten thoufand times, in fuch'a Caufe a yours, I'd draw my Sword againft him [ Draws Beang. You may rcmember, Gentlemen, a Challenge Grat. Which you forgot, Sir Court. Hah! A Challenge, Beangard Beang, T'll tell thee more hereafter.. To fhew you.T ha' not forgot it, th Lady you thus perfecute is now under my Prote&ion, and with my Sword I'l keep her fo [ Draws Court. If we don't; may my Wife get the better of me, and wear mine for a. Bodkin Theod," Come on then, Sir, Beang. Forthe Lady. |