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The sixth Scœne.
Enter Constable and Officers; by the left Scœne.Const.
By your leave Gentlemen.
Ralph.
You are welcome Sir, and I pray be gone.
Const.
But not without you Sir. You are suspected, and
must answer—
Dung.
Answer what? heere are neither Traitors nor
Fellons.
Dash.
I feare I shall be prov'd both.
Tong.
No Sir, nor night-walkers that are taken up, and
cast downe I have declar'd my selfe of as good carriage
as any in the neighbour-hood; and my daughter Iinny
waits upon an honourable Ladie.
Dash.
Mr. Constable, I am your servant, I hope you
suspect no Traitors in my house. If you doe, they shall
wait upon you into the Cellar; and there commit what
treason you will against as good Sack as is in the King of
Spaines Dominions. The Gentleman writes still. I am utterly
lost.
Const.
There are two suspected to be heere, that have
broken the peace, and committed a robbery.
Dobs.
Denie it Ralph.
Ralph.
I tell you Constable, there are none heere,
but can breake the peace, as well as you that are a Constable.
Dung.
They shall obey your authority, and in the Vinteners
phraze wait upon you.
I feare I must wait upon the Gallowes.
Dungw.
Being my servants, I'le goe likewise along
with you.
Dash.
Yes, yes; a meere plot to goe along, that hee
may witnesse against me.
Dobs.
Feare nothing Ralph, the Gentlewomen will
not see us hang'd.
Ralph.
But they may suffer us, and that's a word for
hanging.
Dung.
You seeme apprehensive of your owne danger.
There's a reckoning to pay; if you but forgive it, I'le free
you from this Gentlemans information.
Dash.
Most gladly Sir, and bee your servant. But how
shall I be sure of it?
Dung.
You shall heare it from his owne mouth. You
will not (Sir) informe any thing against this man! I pray
say no.
Little.
No.
Dash.
I am satisfied: and will be your servant in any
thing but treason.
Tong.
But be sure you speake to Mistris Dorothy. Nay
I'le along with you too, and perhaps speake a good word.
I have acquaintance with the Iustice, and his Clerke
knows my daughter Iinny.
Dash.
Let mee bee your servant Mr. Constable, and
light you downe. I hope my house will receive no scandall
by this.
Dung.
'Twas a beginning yet, and more may hit.
Thus in th'abus'd sense cheating is cal'd wit.
Goe forth by the left Scœne.
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