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Cutter of Coleman-street.
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Scene 8.
Colonel Jolly (brought in a Chair) Aurelia, Cutter, Worm,
Will, Ralph, other Servants.
Joll.Oh! I ha' vomited out all my guts, and all my entrails—
Aur.Oh my dear Father!
Joll.I'm going, daughter——— ha' ye sent the pocky Doctor and the plaguy 'Pothecary to a Justice o' Peace to be examin'd?
Will.Yes, Sir, your Worship's Steward and the Constable are gone with 'em; does your Worship think they did it out o' malice, and not by a mistake? if I had thought they did, I'd a hang'd 'em presently, that you might ha' seen it done before you dy'd.
Joll.Huh, huh, huh! I think that Rogue the Doctor did it, because I beat him t'other day in our drinking! huh, huh, huh!
Aur.No, Sir, (O my dear father) no, Sir, you little think who were the Contrivers of your murder, e'en my Cousin Luce and her Gallant—Oh Lord— 'tis discover'd by a miraculous providence— they'r both together in her Chamber now, and there we overheard 'em as it pleas'd— these two Gentlemen heard 'em as well as I———
Joll.Can they be such Monsters? Oh! I'm as hot as Lucifer— Oh—Oh———! what did you hear e'm say?— Oh my stomach!
Cut.Why that they had a Plot———
Aur.And that the Doctor and 'Pothecary had done it very well.
Wor.I and your Niece ask'd if he thought the Poison were strong enough.
Aur.There never was such an Impudence!
Will.How murder will out! I always thought, fellow Ralph, your Mistris Lucia was naught with that young smooth-fac'd Varlet; do you remember, Ralph, what I told you in the Butteries once?
[Enter Lucia.Aur.Here she comes! O Impudence!
Joll.Oh! Oh! Oh!— go all aside a little, and let me speak with her alone. Come hither, Niece——— Oh! Oh—! you see by what accident 'thas pleas'd——— huh— huh— huh— to take away your loving Uncle, Niece! huh:—
Luc.I see't, Sir, with that grief which your misfortune and mine in the loss of you does require.
Cut.
