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SCENE II.
Joan's House.Enter Father Clerkenwell and Atson.
Father Clerkenwell.
Here Who is within
here! give me a Quartern of Brandy.
Atson.
And me another. Joan, we must go
up the Stone Stairs.
Joan Hedington.
Hold, two Words to a
Bargain, you owe me a Groat for last Time.
Father Clerkenwell.
Joan, where's your Helper?
Joan Hedington.
She is gone a Hay-making.
Father Clerkenwell.
Well then, I will go to
Mother Harris.
Joan Hedington.
Rather than that I will do any thing,
Wipe off old Scores, and let you run on new;
I freely do forgive the Groat you owe me,
But mention not, oh, speak not any more
That odious, filthy, pocky Name of Harris;
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Chills at my Heart, and trembles in my Veins.
Be'nt so unkind, dear Clerky, to go thither;
I vow you make me weep with your Unkindness.
Father Clerkenwell.
I be'nt unkind Joany, I
vow you make me cry too. I wo'nt go Joany,
I wo'nt.
Atson.
No, he shan't go. Come let's all three
go up Stairs, and be Friends, and bid your Husband
burn us a Pint of Brandy.
[Exeunt.
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