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Show 2 + The Wild Gallant. Enterfibber, Burr, andVzdcvat the other end. Lov. Speak foftly, and I will fatisfie thee. F«w. You fhall not fatisfie me, Sir, payme for what you owe me, for Cham-ber- rent, and Diet, and many a good thing befides, that fhall be namelefs. Lov. What a Stygian Woman's this to talk thus ? hold thy Tongue till the;. gone, or I'll Cuckold thy Husband : Fr!f«r. You Cuckold him would you durft Cuckold him; I will not hold *W^nder^'rayGueft; What fay you Gentlemen? Shall I call him to go down with us? LOT/. I muft mnkealoofefromher, there's no other way : Save ye Mr. Fatler; IsyourCoufinTrwftirringyet: Anfwer m e quickly, Sir, Is your Coufin Trice yet ftirring ? . f«7. I'll go and fee, Sir; fu re the M a n has a mind to beat me; but I vow to Gad I have no mind to be beaten by him : Come away Burr : JT^you'll follow us. Bib. I'll be with you immediately [Exeunt Burr, Fallen Lov. W h o was that with Toiler, Will ? Bib. A Man at Arms, that's come from Holland. Lov. A Man out at Arms thou mean'ft, Will. Bib. Good Ffaith. Franc. I, I; you run quefting up and down after your Gambols, and your Jefts William; and nevermind the main Chance, as they fay: Pray get in your Debts, and think upon your Wife and Children. Lov. Think upon the Sack at Cary-Houfe, with the Apricot flavour Will: Hang a Wife; What is fhe, but a lawful kind of Manflayer? Every little hug in Bed, is a degree of Murdering thee: And for thy Children fear u'm not; Thy part of i fhall be Taylors, and they fhall truft; and thofe thy Cuftomers get for thee fhall be Gentlemen , and they fhall be trufted by their Brethren; and fo thy Children 11 live by one another. Bib. Did you mark that Frances ? There was Wit now ; he call'd m e Cuckold Face, and yet for m y Heart I cannot be angry with him: I perceive you « Sir j r.nd I Love her the better for your fake; fpeak truly, D o you not like fiich a pretty brown kind of W o m a n ? Lov. I do Ffaith", Villi; your fair W o m e n have no fubftance in u'm; they flirink i'th' Wetting. Franc. Well, you may be undone if you will Husband : I hear there are 2 or 5 Actions already out againft him: You may be the laft, if you think good. Bib. 'Tis true fhe tells m e ; I Love your Wit well, Sir; but I muft cut m y Coat according to m y Cloth. Franc. Sir , we'll come by our o wn as w e can ; if you put us off ftomwreek to week thus. Lov. Nay, but good Landlady Franc. Will good Landlady fet on the Pot, as they fey; or make the Jack go; then I'll hear you. Bib. N o w f he's too much on t'other hand: Hold your prating Frances; or I'll put you out of your Pater-Nofters with a forrow to you. Franc. I did but lay the Law open to him, as they fay, whereby to get our : But if you knew how he has usM m e Husband. Bil>. Has he us'd you Frances; put fo much more into his Bill for Lodging. Lov. Honeft W W , andfohedfd; I thank thee, little Bibber, being fober, and when I am drunk, I will Kifs thee for't. r ? ;\T h a n k m c> a n d Pay m e m y Money, Sir ; though I could not forbear m y J eft, I do not intend to lofe by you; if you pay me not the fooner, I muft provide v ou another Lodging; fay I gave you warning. Lov. Againft next quarter Landlord ? Btb. Of an hour, Sir. Lov. That's fhort warning, WiU. 1 aB^thls h a n d y°u fllaI1 llP int0 die Garret where the little Bed is; I'll let my belt Room to a better Pay-Mafter ; you know the Garret, Sir. franc I, he knows it by a good Token Husband. fweat to think of that Garret, Will; thou art not fo unconfeionable to put m«there: Why'tis a kind of little Eafe, to Cramp thy Rebellious Prentices u , 1 have leenaii Ufurers Iron Cheft would hold twoon't: A penny Looking- « * » cannot fand upright in the Window S that a.Q.4 the Brufli fills it; The Hat- Cafe The Wild Gallant. 3* Cafe muft be difpos'd under the Bed, and the Comb- Cafe will hang down from the Cielin^ to the Floor. If I chance to Dine in m y Chamber, I muft flay till I am empty before I can get out: And if I chance to fpill the Chamber-Pot, it willo-vcr- flow it from top to bottom. Bib. Well, for the defcription of the Garret, I'll bate you fomething of the Lov. All, all, good Will; ortoftay thy fury till m y Rents come up ; I willde fcribe thy little Fa; ,. . . Bib. No, rather defcribe your ownlittle Money; I am fure that s fo little, it is not Vifible. „ r T c. . „ * Lov. You are i'th' right, I have not a crofs at prefent, as I am aSinner, an you will not believe me, ITi turn m y Pockets innde outward. -Ha. W hat s the meaning of this, m y Pocket's heavy ? Has m y fmall Officer put in Counters to abufeme ? How now, yellow Boys, by this good light! Sirrah, Varlet, H o w came I by this Gold? H a! Boy. What Gold do vou mean, Sir? The Devil-a-piece you had this Morning: In thefe laft three Weeks I have almoft forgot what m y Teeth were made tor: laft Nisht good Mrs. Bibber here took pitty on me, and crumm d m e a Mels or Oruel, with die Children, and I popt and popt m y Spoon three or four times to my mouth, before I could find the way to't. Lov 'Tisftrange, how I ftiould come by fo much Money! (Aftde.) Has there been no Body about m v Chamber this Morning Landlady ? B0T0 vc\ ix; I forgot to tell you that: This Morning a ftrangeFellow as e v e ^ e s f i d , would needs come up to you when you were afleep J but when he came down again, he faid, H e had not wak'd you. L ^ S u e h5 Fellow, w h o e'er he was, was fent by Fortune to miftake me intofonmchMoiey- Well, thfcis not the firft time m y necenities have been CLTyfuPPlyMTsome CadMa or other has a k.ndnefs for me, that's certain: <S> _^_Well Monfieur Bibber, from henceforward I'll keep m y Wit for ^ 1 rifirTcl^^; yc^t fhall be paid with Dirr;_ There's Money for you. fov wl^uTfomr? Tell it out: Will the Money burn your.Fingers ? Sirrah,' P^v fetch m y Suitwith the Gold Lace at Sleeves from Tnbulanon--- S^ltllturn die better Bill A, and Knock that little Coxcomb of yours, if you do not anfwer m e what I owe you. B&Pray, Sir, trouble not your felf; 'us nothing; Ifecknow tis not. Lov. H o w nothing Sir? feventeen Pounds and a Noble, Worfhip's honour. . . , Lov Well: there's eighteen pieces; tell u m. S^StSffi 5 the Lie oftheHouretoo; Kb Ifyoua?eforthc Celhur, te, you ™™r§thluAy Co*flL Nonfuch : She's dita, and to**^v{^/^Woman can be wife than, you know pretty confident fhe Loves m e . wwi, what will give her leave " j ^ g , ^ W M,^ Ifabelle. _ A., vnnr Servant LmO) l .. .[Ejt//Loveby. Confl. \ H e little thinks I know Ins Poyci ty. d< 7/i. Andlefs, thatyoufupplyitbyaniinK Ljt. I, and W^fS^fflffi? J^i. H o w can you anfwer this to youi Conft- |