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Show Plume. The Recruiting Officer. 35 Enter Kite. Kite. Sir if you pleafe (Goes to whifper Plume. Plume. N o , no, there's your Captain. Captain Plume, your Serjeant has got fo drunk, he miftakes m e tor you. Braz. He's an incorrigible Sot. • Here, m y Hector of Holborn, forty Shillings for you. Plume. I forbid the Banes. Looke, Friend, you lhall lift with Captain Brazen. c #/. I will fee Captain Brazen hang d firft ; I will lilt with Captain Plume, I a m a Free-born £«g/i/*> M a n , and will be a Slave m y own way Looke, Sir, will you ftand by me? 1 (To Brazen. Braz. I warrant you, m y Tad. #/. Then I will tell you, Captain Brazen, (Jo 1 lumc.) that you are an ignorant, pretending, impudent Coxcomb. Braz. Ay, ay, a fad Dog. r^^oJr. Sil. A very lad Dog; give me the Money, noble Captain vme. . , • „ , />/«*;?. Then you won't lift' with Captain Brazen* Bral. N°£er mind him, Child, Hi end the Difpute pre-fentlv Heark'e, m y dear. (T^J Plume fo owe /W* of the Stage and entertains him in dumb Show. Kite. Sir, he in the plain Coat is Captain Plume, I a m his Serjeant, and will take m y Oath on t. Sil. What! You are Serjeant kite. Kite. At your Service. „ . - & Then I wou'd not take y^ur Oath for a Farthing. #fe. Avery undemanding Youth of his Age! Pray, Mr, let m e look full in your Face? #/. Well, Sir, what have you to fay to m y Face. Jfr The very Image of m y Brother; two Bui lets of he fame Caliver were never fo like: Sure it muft be Charles, Charles. ,-i'1; . Sil. What d'ye mean by Charles f m Iltflltf Kite. The Voice too, only a little Variation in E f e « * « «: M v dear Brother, for I muft call you fo if you fo°udl«vc the Fortune to enter into the moft noble Society of the Sword, I befpeak you for a Comrade. ;r,n«Rodv's give me leave to falute you. WIF" J ^ C c 3 |