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Scene 15.
LUCY, MACHEATH, POLLY.MACHEATH.
My dear Lucy—My dear Polly. Whatsoever hath pass'd between us is now at an end—if you are fond of marrying again, the best Advice I can give you is to Ship yourselves to the West-Indies, where you'll have a fair Chance of getting a Husband a-piece, or by good Luck, two or three, as you like best.
POLLY.
How can I support this Sight!
LUCY.
There is nothing moves one so much as a great Man in Distress.
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