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I suppose you have a mind to draw your own lin quor Let me recommend the third hogshead on the right- Ay, that was the hogshead that John and I stuck to to-night; 'tis fine, smooth, mellow, stinging liquor.
Carb. Here, lace the sot's arms, and turn him into the buttery again.
[Exit Carbuncle. Doub. Do your pleasures with me, honest gentlemen; tho' it runs strangely in my head that I shall dream of thieves. (Exit Doub. led by Sneak and Long. Enter LURCHER and CARBUNCLE, with Sir John bound in an old fashioned night-gown and cap, and the rest of the equipage of Lurcher.
Sir John. Gentlemen--for heaven's sake, gentlemen tis very well; I am bound hard enough.
Lurch. Death, Sir, your money. We come for money.
Sir John. Is that all you come for? Why what a beast was I to unfurnish myself, to put out my money but yesterday? Alas, poor gentlemen! What shift shall I make for you? Pray call again some other time when I may be better provided.
Lurch. Oons, Sir, don't trifle your money.
Sir John. No, Sir, pardon me, I don't bam you. If you had come, as they say, in a civil way.--Fie upon’t, a gentleinan would scorn to rob a house in such a manner.
Lurch. Clap a gag in his mouth there What do
you suffer the old dog to chatter for ---Pluck out his
Sir John. I don't, dear Sir: Ah dear, sweet Sir, I do not, I do not bam you---only---and if it were your honours' good pleasures, I would intreat you for some small civility---I have a man of quality in my house, and I would not for the world that his grace should be disturbed.
Lurch. Thunder and lightning, Sir--- Do you imagine we have any respect for a lord---no, no, we have secured his grace, he and all his equipage are bound to their good behaviour, I can tell you that.
Sir John. Who? my Lord! What have you bound his grace ? --- Irreparably lost, ruined, undone--- I'll have you all hanged.--I'll never forgive you. What ? : bound his grace! Ill-mannered brutes, to “misuse and” disturb a man of quality; and in my house, too.
Lurch. Carry him in, bind him to the couch in the bed-chamber, and if he is noisy gag him.
[Exit Sir John, guarded by Carbuncle. At
to have power to do wrong and not use it ; “ 'tis be“ ing chaste under temptation, that gives merit even " to saints."- Well, gentlemen, preserve your honours as you have begun, and you'll all deserve statues. Now to our business ; let one of us bind all the rest; do you mind me, about it then-s-for, harkee,
'tis absolutely necessary that this nobleman and all his followers should be found bound in their beds. ,
Vult. Admirable! that will secure us from all sus. picion ; but if we bind one another, how will the last man be bound?
Lurch. Why you, Vultur, shall escape ; you may be supposed well enough, like a drowsy footman, to be forgot in your litter; there's your excuse---but so. soon as ever you have bound us, whip off your mask and your mantle, and unbind the knight. Let me see, 'tis now break of day; to business, to business, lads.
Sir John's Bed-chamber. Sir John bound to á couch.
Sir John. What---help---help---Thieves ! Murder! Will nobody come near me? Well, well, if there's any virtue in hemp I'll have these rogues hanged. At such a time as this to disturb the tranquillity of his grace's slumbers, as I may so say. Ay, ay, I am bound fast enough. The condition of this obligation
Enter VULTÚR. Odso, Pumpshow comest thou to escape, Pumps ? I am heartily glad to see thee in troth. .
Vult. They left me snoaring in the garret, and ei
you suffer the old dog to cha: tongue- orknock his teeth. ounce of lead.
Carb. Furies and firebrandsyou old prig?
Sir Jokn. I don't, dear Sir: A do not, I do not bam you---onlyhonours' good pleasures, I would in small civility---I have a man of qu and I would not for the world tha be disturbed.
Lurch. Thunder and lightning, Si gine we have any respect for a lord---1 secured his grace, he and all his equ to their good behaviour, I can tell yo
Sir John. Who? my Lord! What his grace ---Irreparably lost, ruined, have you all hanged. -- I'll never forg: bound his grace! Ill-mannered brutt and" disturb a man of quality; and in
Lurch. Carry him in, bind him to t bed-chamber, and if he is noisy gag li
[Exit Sir John, guarde? So, this is virtue indeed ; virtue deser to have power to do wrong and not us “ ing chaste under temptation, that po “ to saints. Well, gentlemer nours as you have begun, an tues. Now