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Show The Conftant Couple. 23 Wild. Out with it, Madam. Lure. W h y , the Merchant, Sir, that tranfmitted your Bills of Exchange to you in France, complains of fome indirect and difhonourable Dealings. Wild. W h o , old Smuggler! Lure. Ay, ay, you know him I find. Wild. I have no lefs than Reafon, I think; why the Rogue has cheated me of above Five hundred Pound within thefe three Years. Lure. 'Tis your bufinefs then to acquit your felf publickly • for he fpreads the Scandal every where. Wild. Acquit m y felf publickly ! Here Sirrah , m y Coach; I'll drive inftantly into the City, and cane the old Villain round the Royal Exchange; he fhall run the Gauntlet through a thoufand brufht Beavers and formal Cravats. Lure. W h y , he is in the Houfe now, Sir. Wild. W h a t , in this Houfe? Lure. Ay, in the next Room. Wild. Then, Sirrah, lend m e your Cudgel. Lure. Sir Harry, you wo'n't raife a Difturbance in mv Houfe? ' Wild. Difturbance, Madam, no, no, I'll beat him with the Temper of a Philofopher: Here, Mrs. Parly, fhew me the Gentleman. (Exit with Parly. Lure. N o w , fhall I get the old Monfter well beaten, and Sir Harry pefter'd next Term with Bloodfheds, Batteries, Cofts and Damages, Sollicitors and Attornies ; and if they don't teize him out of his good humour, I'll never plot agen. CExit. SCENE, changes to another Room in the fame Houfe. Enter Smuggler. Smug. 0,This damn'd Tide-waiter! A Ship and Cargo worth Five thoufand Pound ! why, 'tis richly worth Five hundred fcerjuries. Enter Wildair. Wild. Dear Mr. Alderman , I'm your moft devoted and humble Servant. Smug. M y beft Friend, Sir Harry, you're welcome to England. Wild. I'll afTure you, Sir, there's not a M a n in the King's Dominions I'm gladder to meet. Smug. O Lord, Sir, you Travellers have the moft obliging ways with you, ' Wild. There is a Bufinefs, Mr. Alderman, fall'n out, which you |