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Show g4 Tie R E L A P S E ; or, Sir John. How fo ? finlcai fort of a Sir Tun. W h y , you muft.know ^ ^ ^ tawdry Fellow here (I don t :know ^^ not I) hearing, I fuppoft, * « 'ne between my Lord £ / ^ ~ " ^ •f whole ^ comes .ropudemyo the ^ Qn m e fe ^-T^min bu what does 1 ? I comes up «o him bolt W ^ h He'd of hTs Guards, takes him by the T h ™ mike UP hs Heels, binds him Hand and Foot, drfpch, a Warrant and commits him Prifonerto the Dog-kennel. Sir \hn So, but how do you know but this was my Lord' for was told he fet out from Union the DJy before me, with a very fine Retinue, and .mended to come dire&ly hither. Sit Tun. W h y now to (hew you how many Lyes Peo-pie raife in that damned Town, he came two Nights ago Poft, with only one Servant, and is n o w in the Houfe with m e : but yo« *>«* k n O W *? C ' T °[ $° /f yc , this fame Rogue, (that lies yonder Neck and Heels * Long the Hounds) thinking you were out of the Coun-uy quotes you for his Acquaintance, and faid, if yo we're here, joft'a juftify him to b e L o r d F ^ W and 1 know not what. Sir 9 M » . P^y will you let m e fee him ? Sirr«,. Ay, that you fhall prefently-here, feu h V -'f ner C^*" Servant, 1 y ^ L ' l w i f h there ben't fome Miftake in the Bufinefs, Where's m y Lord ? 1 know him very well. Sit Tun. H e was here juft now •, fee for him, Doctor, tell him Sir Johnis here to wait upon him. [ * * ™ 3 * Sir W I hope, Sir X « » ^ % , the young Lady is not married yet. . . .. §ir Tun. N o , things won't be ready this Week , W why do you fay, you hope (he is not married I Sir j/foi. Some foolifh fancies only, perhaps 1 m mil-taken. Re-enter Chaplain. -Bull. Sir, his Lordfhip is juft rid out to take theft Sir Tun. T o take the Air \ Is that his London £ieed% Virtue in Danger^ 85 to go take the Air, when Gentlemen come to vifit him ? Sir John. 'Tts poftible he might want it, he might not be well, fome fudden Qualm perhaps. Enter Conftable, Sec. with Lord Foppington. L. Top. Stap m y Vitals, I'll have Satisfaction. Sir John running to him.] M y dear Lord Foppington / L. Top. Dear Friendly, thou art come in the critical Minute, ftrike m e dumb. Sit John. W h y , I little thought to have found you in fetters L. Fop. W h y truly the World muft do m e the Juftice to confefs, I do ufe to appear a little more degage ; but this old Gentleman, not liking the Freedom of m y Air, has been pleas'd to skewer down m y Arms like a Rabbit. Sir Tun. Is it then poftible that this fhou'd be the true Lord Foppington at laft ? L. Eop. W h y , what do you fee in his Face to make you doubt of it ? Sir, without prefuming to have any extraordinary Opinion of m y Figure, give m e leave to tell you, if you had feen as many Lords as I have done, you Wou'd not think it impoffible a Perfon of a worfe Taille than mine, might be a modern Man of Quality. Sir Tun. Unbind him, Slaves ; m y Lord, Vm ftruck dumb, I can only beg pardon by Signs -, but if a Sacrifice will appeafe you, you fhall have it. Here, purfue this Tartar, bring him b a c k - - A w a y , I fay, a Doa-Oons I'll cut off his Ears and his Tail, I'll draw out all his Teeth, pull his Skin over his Head and M and what fhall I do more ? Sh-John. He does indeed deferve to be made an Example o£ L. Fop. He does deferve to be chartre, ftap m y Vitals. Sir Tun. May I then hope I have your Honour's Pardon? L. Fop. Sir, w e Courtiers do nothing without a Bribe> that fair young Lady might do Miracles. Sir Tun. Hoyden, come hither Hoyden.. L. Fop. Hoyden is her N a m e , Sir ? Sir Tun. Yes, m y Locd. L. Eop. The preuieft N a m e for a Song I eyer heard. |
