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with 'em :--unpaper the screens, the sconces, and the andirons.

[As Sir John gives crders to his Servants, Vultur

and another Servant are drinking and complimenta ing on one side.

Enter Servant.

Serv. An’it please your worship, there's a nobleman and all his servants just alighted at the great gate.

Sir John. Codso; codso; we shal! be in a fearful hurry---" set my band, Dorothy".--quickly, quickly-So, there, there---- His grace, I profess, has surprised me, taken me so unprepared. Enter LURCHER as a Duke, with his equipage; runs up

to Sir John, and salutes him. Lurch. Sir John English, I am your most faithful and obedient servant: I could by no means have excused myself, if I had passed by, and not paid my Fespects here.

Sir John. A dog-hole, may it please your graçe, a mere dog-hole; I have a clean bed or so, a bottle or two of good wine for a particular; I brew with the best malt, and can pretend to a bit of good mutton, or

-We shall starve your grace---but your grace's goodness · Lurch. Ever hearty Sir John, the happiest creature breathing (that is your character) when your friends are round you.

Sir John. Good now! good now! your grace is

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pleasant----Will your grace' taste a glass of old hock---with a little, little dash of palm, before you eat?

Lurch. By no means, Sir John. Upon my word, you have a fine country round you, a noble estate.

Sir John. No, no, no, my Lord; what with taxes, repairs, bad tenants, parish charges, and so forth; a poor pittance---a poor pittance !---Will your grace have a Seville orange squeez'd into a glass of noble racy old canary? What does your grace think of that? Ayć, I believe that---or a glass of your right Southam cyder, sweetened with a little old mead, and a hard toast ?

Lurch. Not one drop before I eat, tho' you could treat me with liquid gold. Why you live here as if all things were in common without labour or money, like Adam in Paradise.

Sir John. Yes, an it please your grace, with all my beasts about me. I have a heart, that is all I can boast; I have a heart. Well, well-what news What news at London ? I have a nephew there I have not seen the proftigate these ten years. I beg your grace not to intreat for him, his father served me scurvily; no, no; what o'that? what o' that?

Enter a Servant with sack and toast on a saluer.

Your

grace must taste one glass of sack, 'tis the cus. tom o' the place; it will warm your stomach. Come, come -Ah, this nephew of mine has been a wild lad, very wild.

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" Lurch. So I have heard.”

Sir John. Belike your grace might know himn, for he kept company o' the best. Ah, who but Dick Lurcher! Well, he has, tho' he be but my sister's son, much of my blood in him, that he has. “ Does

your grace understand music ?
Lurch. I have but a bad ear.”

Sir John. “ This nephew o' mine has been in comic “ pranks-Oh, very wild, very wild-but” he is like to have all when I die. The whioreson shall have all --- I love him but he shall never find it while I live.

Lurch. What a temptation is here to poison him! 6. How he draws his own picture.

[ Aside. Sir John. He is, yet, my Lord, but as I may

say imberbis juvenis, no more hair on his chin than a “ midwife. Will your grace eat an oyster or two be" fore

supper? Lurch. I never do eat oysters.

Sir John. Never eat oysters! Good now ! good s now! That is wonderful !"

Lurch. 'Tis something “more” wonderful, that you can dote upon this nephew of yours, and make no provision for him. Has he any fortune of his own?

Sir John. Not a shilling, Sir. All spent. mark me? Laud ! he, Sir! why he is a wit, and a rake, and a gamester; he has twenty trades besides

O' my conscience he lives upon women. The boy has a fine eye; he has my eye. He shall not have a groat while I live --but when I die

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women.

Lurch. I must have a small matter while you live, dear uncle.

[ Aside. Sir John. What's your grace's pleasure ? My ears did not rightly lay hold on your last words.

Lurch. I say, you should allow him a small matter while you live.

Sir John. No, no; let him look out sharp; sharp; he will know better how to manage when I am laid. " Lurch. Do you never steal

up to court, Sir John ? Sir John. Ah, my Lord Duke, I was very fond a of it once--I have danced a hornpipe in the draw« ing-room before now, I have.

Lurch. Have you no inclination to a little snug s place, or so?

" Sir John. Ay, my good Lord, if it might be done a without much trouble-hunting of places is too “ much fatigue ; 'tis fit for young people. I can't * play at puss in the corner now; no, no.

Lurch. Ay, but a teller, a commissioner in the customs, or so, would do you no harm.

Sir John. No, no; if I might be but deputy-lieu: " tenant; that indeed, I

Lurch. I'll speak to the king, it shall be done. you are so reasonable"

Sir John. Come, come, good now, I see supper is going thro’ the hall. Will your grace give me leave? Do you hear, take care his grace's equipage want nothing. I will shew your grace the

way. [Exeunt.

ACT III. SCENE I.

Enter LURCHER and his Equipage.

Lurcher.
So, now to our business, friends.

" Come, come, " the vizards.” Where are the masking suits ?

Carb. Here, here in the portmanteau, my boy o of mettle."

Lurch. Well, gentlemen, I beg leave only to re. peat what I said before, be honest and you shall all be safe, have every penny that I owe, and a present into the bargain ; but you'll hang yourselves and me too if you purloin a sixpence. I have a particular reason for this sham robbery, which will help me to execute my design with honour and safety.

Carb. Oh, I'll be very honest; don't suspect me, my

little bully. Long. Indeed, 'Squire, this way of robbing is quite out of our way.

Sneak. I do not like it, 'tis so like robbing. Dear Squire, turn me out of the house-We shall certainly be taken and hanged.

Lurch. Carbuncle, bind all fast: terrify much and hurt little, that's your way.

Carb. Well, well, we'll do our best.

Lurch. Now, ceremonious uncle, with your good worship’s leave, I hope to borrow from your awk. ward generosity a little ready money, however.

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