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Show 82 L. f- I ftip is p'eas'J ' V ' S : l'have not been fo kind to 50, you, Tam, * a m / ^ e vou'U forget what's paft, andac. L I ought, b*lhojay, & I o f t „ . thou may'! cept of the "ve th°u«a ^ ftapmy Vl|a, live in extreme bp'en tQ event a Difeafe I F- I<« a """f'aner of that Sum would h» S ^%|,fe®,# me aBribe ,0 "' E°Sir Tun. Ay, he (hall go, with a Pox to him: U en, Conftable. h d fcliSKS S 'thwart an irnpudent » , to rouble the Court at this rate, after thou art cond» td i ^ «£ t°hen oncetr all; 1 have at laft >f ^/' ."y, tu., there is a Gentleman of this Conn- ^ & P R l f i f f i U > far from this place, tr), wnu * Atisfv you. I am Navelty, » and that Fellow there a Rafcal, not worth a Grcaj Si Tun. Very well; now who is this honeft G tleman you are fo well acquainted with ? p» jafhA Come, Sir, we fhall hamper him. L. F. 'Tis Sir John ^iend> Sir T«». So, he lives within h^f a M e an down into the Country but laft Night 7 *« ~^ Fellow thought he had been at I e ^ ? & M ^ Quoted him f now we (hall difplay him i n t o Cg I'll fend for Sir fohn immcdwtely. Here, r away prefently, and defire my N e i g b b o ^ ^ the favour to ftep over, upon an f ™ ™ * ^ lion 5 and in the mean while you fag beltleCUr Sharper in the Gate-Lioufe. Cut P/rte* /n Danger* 8} C ^ A An't pleafe your Worfhip, he may chance to g,ye us the Slip thence: If I were worthy to advife, I think the Dog-kennel's a furer Place. Sir Tun. With all my heart, any where. L. Fop. Nay, for Heaven's fake, Sir, do m e the fa-your to put m e in a clean Room, that I mayn't daub my Clothes. Sir Tun. O when you have married m y Daughter her Eftate will afford you new ones: Away with him. L. F. A dirty Country Juftice is a barbarous Magiftrate,' ftap .my Vitals {Exit Conftable with Lord Foppington. T. Fafh. afide. I gad, I muft prevent this Knight's coming, or the Houfe will grow foon too hot to hold m e. To Sir Tun.] Sir, I fancy 'tis not worth while to trouble Sir John upon this impertinent Fellow's Defire : I'll fend and call the Meflenger back Sir Tun. Nay, with all my heart ; for to be fure he thought he was far enough off, or the Rogue wou'd never have nam'd him. Enter Servant. Ser. Sir, I met Sir John juft lighting at the Gate, he's come to wait upon you. Sir Tun. Nay, then it happens as one cou'd wifh. Y. Fafh. afide.) The Devil it does : Lory, you fee how things are, here will be a Difcovery prefently, and We (hall have our Brains beat out -, for m y Brother will be fure to fwear he don't know m e ; therefore run into, the Stable, take the two firft Horfes you can light on, I'll flip out at the Back-Door, and we'll away immediately. Lor. What, and leave your Lady, Sir ? Y. Fafh, There's no Danger in that, as long as I have taken pofTeffion, I fhall know how to treat with them well enough, if once I am out of their reach : Away, Til fteal after thee. {Exit Lory, his Mafter follows (him out at one Door, as Sir John enters at t'other. ••• Enter Sir John. Sir Tun. Sir John, you are the welcom'ft Man alive * I had juft fent a Melfenger to defire you'd ftep over, upon a very extraordinary Occafion we are all in Arms » W Sir |
