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Show 26 The Twin-Rivals. Y. W. A long time. There muft be a great deal of bufinefi in it finely. Com. N o , m y Lord, none at alb I have another Play juft finifh'd, but that I want a Plot for't. Y.W. K Plot! you fhou'd read the Italian, and Spanifh Plays, Mr. Comick. I like your Verfes here mightily. , Here, Mr. Clear account. Com. N o w for Five Guineas at leaft. [Aftde. Y. li! Here, give Mr.Comick, give him give him the Spanifh Play that lies in the Clofet Window. Captain, can I do you any Service ? Cap. Pray, m y Lord, ufe your Intereft with the General fdt that vacant Comirnllion: 1 hope, m y Lord, the Blood I have already loft, m ay intitle m e to fpill the remainder in my Country's Caufe. Y.W. All the reafon in the World ; - Captain, you may depend upon m e for all the Service I can. * Gen. I hope your Lordfhip wo'n't forget to fpeak to the General about that vacant Commiffion, altho' 1 have never made a Campagne ; yet, m y Lofd, m y Intereft in the Country can raife m e Men, which, I think, fhou'd prefer m e to that Gentleman, whofe bloody Difpofition frightens the poor People from lifting. 7. W. All the reafon in the World, Sir; you may depend upon m e for all the Service in m y power.- Captain, I'll do your bufinefs for you. Sir, I'll lpeak to the General; I fhall fee him at the Houfe ---- [To the Gentlemen. Enter a Citizen. Oh, Mr. Alderman, your Servant Gentlemen all, I beg your pardon. [Exeunt Levee. Mr. Alderman, have you any Service to command me? Aid. Your Lordfhip's humble Servant.- Ihave a Favour to beg: You muft know, I have a gracelefs Son, a Fellow that drinks and fwears eternally, keeps a Whore in every corner of the T o w n : In fhort, he's fit for no kind of thing but a Soldier.-• I a m fo tir'd of him, that I intend to throw him into the Army, let the Fellow be ruin'd, if he will. Y. W. I commend your paternal care, Sir; can I do you any Service in this Affair ? Aid. Yes, m y Lord: There is a vacant Company in Colonel Whatd'yecalum's Regiment, and if your Lordfhip wou'd but fpeak to the General. Y. W. Has your Son ever ferv'd ? Aid. Bands. Serv'd! yes, m y Lord, he's an Enfign in the TrYa.iWn.- |