up among the great men in that there house of parliament, he'll set his words together in as good a fashion as the best of them.
Second Mob. Yes, to be sure, if he does it in the fashion that you have been a-shewing us.
Second Woman. O la! there he comes, and the pretty chair and all the pretty ribbons flying about! Do come and let us run after him. (Enter a great crowd, and Baltimore carried in a chair ornamented with boughs and ribbons, &c. on the back ground, and crossing over the bottom of the stage exeunt with acclamations: the first crowd joining them.)
SCENE IV. An open space in a forest surrounded with thickets and fern, &c. Enter Baltimore and Servet, looking out several ways as they enter.
Serv. Now I do see them a-coming!
Balt. You have discovered them half-a-dozen of times already since we entered the forest: Are they at hand?
Serv. (still looking out thro' some bushes.) They an't far off, but I don't know how it is they keep always a-moving and always a-moving, and yet they never come nearer.
Balt. He stops to take heart perhaps. (smiling with malicious satisfaction.)
Serv. Yes, poor man, ha, ha, ha! his mind is disturb'd enough, no doubt. But you. Sir, are so composed! You have the true strong nerves of a
