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Show The Beaux Stratagem. A C T V. SCENE continues. K.nochftig without. Enter Bonniface. Boh. /^Oming, coming A Coach and fix foaming Hor- ^ fes at this time o' Night! Some great M a n , as the Saying is, for he fcorns to travel with other People. Enter Sir Charles Freeman." Sir Ch. What, Fellow! A publick Houfe, and a Bed when other People fleep. Bon. Sir, I an't a Bed, as the Saying is. Sir C^. Is Mr. Sullen's Family a Bed, think'e?/ Bon. All but the Squire himfelf, Sir, as the Saying is, he's in the Houfe. Sir Ch. What Company has he ? Bon. W h y , Sir, there's the Conftable, Mr. Gage the Ex-cifeman, the Huuch-back'd Barber, and two or three other Gentlemen. Sir Ch. I find m y Sifter's Letters gave m e the true Picture of her Spoufc. Enter Sullen drunk. Bon. Sir, here's the Squire. Sull. The Puppies left m e afleep Sir. Sir a. Well, Sir. Sull. Sir, I a m an unfortunate M a n I have three thoufand Pound a Year, and I can't get a M a n to drink a Cup of Ale me. SirC6. That's very hard. Sull. Ay, Sir And unlefs you have pity upon me, and fmoke one Pipe with me, I muft e'en go home to m y Wife, and I had rather go to the Devil by half. S'nCh. But, I prefume, Sir, you won't fee your Wife to Night, fhe'll be gone to Bed you don't ufe to lie with your Wife in that Pickle? Sull. What! Not lie with m y Wife! W h y , Sir, do you take m e for an Athcift or a Rake. Sir a If you hate her, Sir, 1 think you had better lie from Sull. |