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Show The Conftant Couple, i$ ACT II. SCENE, Clincher Junior's Lodgings J Enter Clincher opening a Letter, Servant following! Dear Brother, Clin.-reads. T Will fee you pre fently, I bat his Lid to dint on you, he can inftruil yoH in the Fafhiot,% of thi Town ; 1 am your affeblionate Brother, Clincher,' Very well, and what's your N a m e , Sir? Dick. M y N a m e is Dicky, Sir. Clin. Dicky! Dick. Ay, Dicky, Sir. , Clfn. Very well, a pretty N a m e ! And what can you do,* Mr. Dicky? Dick. Why, Sir, I can pouder a Wig, and pick up a Whore'. , . Clin. OLord! O Lord! A Whore! W h y are there many Whores in thi? Town ? Dick. Ha, ha, ha, many Whores! There's a O.ueftion indeed; why Sir, there are above five hundred Surgeons in; Town- Hark'c, Sir, do you fee that W o m a n there in the Velvet Scarf, and red Kr.ots? Clin. Ay, Sir ; What then ? . Dick. W h y fhe fhall be at your Service in three Minutes, As I'm a Pimp. Clin. O Jupiter Amman ! W h y fhe's a Gentlewoman. Dick. A Gentlewoman ! W h y fo are all the Whores in Town, Sir. Enter C1 i n ch er Senior. Clin. fen. Brother, you'r welcome to London! Clin.jun. I thought, Brother, you ow'd ii>^ much to the Memory of m v Father1, as to wear Mourning for Ins Death. Clin. fen. W h y fo I do, Fool, I wear this b:caufe I have the Eftate, A n d you wear that, becaufe you have not the Eftate; You have caufe to mourn indeed, Brothdri Well, Brother, I'm glad to fee you, fare vou well. (Going. Clin. jun. Stay, ftay Brother, where are you going? Clin. fen. H o w natural 'til for a Country Booby to ask impertinent Qjaeftiohs," Hark e, HSi"r , is not m y FathCelri dne.ajdu ?n : |