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 | The Bride |  |
The third Scene.
To them Kickshaw.Kick.
Vich be de Justice?
M. Fe.
What justice sir?
Kick.
Justice vat you call run up and downe de cony hole.
M. Fe.
My husbands name is Ferret: what's your businesse sir?
Kick.
De he teefe and de shee teefe rob me at vat you call de
little nutcrack house? and he take a me cloake an me have no
vare for my money.
Fer.
I know the house he meanes; a place much suspected.
But a few houres since there happened a dangerous uproare about
this gentlewoman; and the delinquents came to complain
first. But had they not conveigh'd themselves away, they should
have been punished.
M. Fe.
With what tro? a reproofe or a jeer out of your table
book notes, enlarg'd with a peece of a charge; then with a half
bribe and single fees they are released to boast how cheap they
have scaped. Come come you shall back to this house, and be severe,
and wise and say little, let mine be the speaking part, yours
the doing: I'le make them come off and on roundly. Do you
thinke I can keep house with bare warrants and mittimusses?
Fer.
Will you with us neighbour?
Hor.
I desire to be excused.
M. Fer.
By all meanes neighbour; you are an officer.
Hor.
What shall become of this gentlewoman then?
M. Fe.
Please these gentlemen to walke a turne or two with
her? The evening's pleasant if the mist rise not.
Hor.
I had rather I had her at home.
Both.
We are her servants.
Kick.
Is de fine vench.
We will along with you sir to this righteous—
Fer.
Riotous you would say.
M. Fe.
No sir 'tis routous place; and my husband shall ferret
the hee theeves and the shee theeves holes never feare it.
Hor.
To have seen this wench and not to enjoy her, is such a
Tantalizing to me.
Exeunt.
Kick.
Me sall turn back agen from you to dis fine vench. Me
give her my dublet cost two tree pound for lye vid her two tree
time, Oh fine vench!
Exit.
Mal.
Tis most opportune.
Rhen.
Could I but remove him.
Mal.
Please you to walke, and let my hand support you.
Rhe.
Please her to be my charge.
They strive which should lead Bride.
Mal.
I'le be your servant Lady.
Bri.
What meane ye gentlemen?
Mal.
To do you manly service.
Rhe.
If you could sir.
Mal.
How sir?
Bri.
I am betrai'd unto a new misfortune.
There is a malice in the stars that guide me,
Which yet seem wanton, as their influence
Were but a sportive mockery to show
The various fates that do depend upon it.
I have had strange deliverance; but th'event
Of this is full of horror. I pray' gentlemen
Do not make me the object for a quarrell.
Your gravity should be judicious,
And not minde trifles: such as youthfull bloud
Heated with wine can no way be excus'd for.
Mal.
He shall not touch you his belly is nothing but a tun
full of red herring, and boyld water.
Rhe.
And thou art a shotten herring Jackalent Spanyard.
Mal.
A word in privat.
They go aside, and seem to threaten and challenge one another.
Rhen.
What you dare sir.
Bri.
A challenge sure. Some happy chance direct
Ayd to prevent a mischiefe:
Kick-shaw returnes.
Kick.
Me be your servant madame.
Bri.
Would you would guide me to some house.
To de house of good fellowship, or de nax dish.
Here be de fine morall.
Viles Dutch and Spanish make a fray
De Frenchman beare de prize away.
Exit. with Bride.
Mal.
You'l meet me then?
Rhe.
I will not fayle you.
Mal.
But wher's the gentlewoman? where hath the mist concleal'd
you?
Rhe.
We have differ'd finely about a woman in a cloud.
Mal.
We must not so loose her.
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