Cutter of Coleman-street.
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[Talk aside.Joll.Hark you, Mr. Truman, one word aside
(for it is not necessary yet my wife should know so much.)
(for it is not necessary yet my wife should know so much.)
Aur.This foolish Jane (as I perceive by the story) has lost a Husband by staying for a Black patch.
Joll.Though I in rigour by my brothers Will might claim the forfeiture of her Estate, yet I assure you she shall have it all to the utmost farthing; in a day like this, when Heaven bestows on me and on my daughter so unexpected and so fair a fortune, it were an ill return to rob an Orphan committed to my Charge.
AurMy father's in the right.
And as he clears her Fortune, so will I
Her Honor. Hark you, Sir.
And as he clears her Fortune, so will I
Her Honor. Hark you, Sir.
Trum. s.Why you speak, Sir, like a Vertuous Noble Gentleman, and do just as I should do my self in the same case; it is———
[to Trum. Jun.Aur.'Twas I upon my credit in a Veil;
I'l tell, if you please, all that you said, when you had read the Letter. But d' you hear, Mr. Truman, do not you believe now that I had a design to lie with you (if you had consented to my coming at mid-night) for upon my faith I had not, bud did it purely to try upon what terms your two Romantique Loves stood.
I'l tell, if you please, all that you said, when you had read the Letter. But d' you hear, Mr. Truman, do not you believe now that I had a design to lie with you (if you had consented to my coming at mid-night) for upon my faith I had not, bud did it purely to try upon what terms your two Romantique Loves stood.
Cut.Ha, ha, ha! but your Farce was not right me-thinks at the end.
Pun.Why how, pray?
Cut.Why there should ha' been a Beating, a lusty Cudgeling to make it come off smartly with a twang at the tail.
Wor.Say you so? h'as got a set of damnable brawny Servingmen.
Cut.At least John Pudding here should ha' been basted.
Wor.A curse upon him, he sav'd himself like a Rat behind the Hangings.
Trum. j.O Lucia, how shall I beg thy pardon
For my unjust suspitions of thy Virtue?
Can you forgive a very Repentant sinner?
Will a whole life of Penitence absolve me?
For my unjust suspitions of thy Virtue?
Can you forgive a very Repentant sinner?
Will a whole life of Penitence absolve me?
Trum. s.'Tis enough, good noble Colonel, I'm satisfi'd; Come, Dick, I see 'twas Heavens will, and she's a very worthy virtuous Gentlewoman; I'm old and testy, but 'tis quickly over; my blessing upon you both.
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