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Cutter of Coleman-street.
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Enter Truman, Lucia, (veil'd.)
Trum.Our prayers are heard, 'tis as we wish'd, dear Lucia, Oh this blest hour!
Joll.Take him and carry him up to the Green Chamber— Oh my belly— lock him in sure there, till you see what becomes of me; if I do die, he and his Mistris shall have but an ill Match of it at Tyburn. Oh my Guts— lock up Luce too in her Chamber.
Trum.What do ye mean, Gentlemen? are ye mad?
Will.We mean to lock you up safe, Sir, for a great Jewel as you are!
Luc.Pray hear me all.
Exit all the Servants, with Truman and Lucia several ways.Joll.Away with 'em.
Aur.How do you, Sir? I hope you may o're-come it, your Natures strong, Sir.
Joll.No, 'tis impossible; and yet I find a little ease, but 'tis but a flash— Aurelia— Oh there it wrings me again— fetch me the Cordial-glass in the Cabinet window, and the little Prayer-book; I would fain repent, but it comes so hardly— I am very unfit to die, if it would please Heaven— so, set down the Glass— there— give me—
Aur.The Prayer-book, Sir, 's all mouldy, I must wipe it first.
Joll.Lay it down too— so— it begins t'asswage a little— there lay down the Book; 'twill but trouble my Brains now I'm a dying.
Enter Will.
Will.Here's the Widow, Sir, without, and Mrs. Tabitha her daughter, they have heard o' your misfortune, and ha' brought Mr. Knock-down to comfort you.
Joll.How? everlasting Knock-down! will they trouble a Man thus when he's a dying? Sirrah! Blockhead! let in Joseph Knock-down, and I'l send thee to Heaven afore me; I have but an hour or two to live perhaps, and that's not enough for him I'm sure to preach in!
Will.Shall Mrs. Barebottle come in, Sir?
Joll.That's a She Knock-down too; well, let her come in— huh! huh! huh! I must bear all things patiently now; but Sirrah, Rogue! take heed o' Joseph Knock-down, thou shalt not live with ears if Joseph Knock-down enter.
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