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The fifth Scene.
To them Bride persued by Kick-shaw.Bri.
Out Villaine:
Would I could spet a leprosie upon thee.
Kick-shaw fals on his knees, and Bride holds back Theophilus.
The.
My deerest!
Kick.
Oh pardone moy Monsieur.
The.
Villaine thy end's upon thee.
Bri.
I being safe
Prethee forbeare him.
Kick.
Is no fayr play for give me de prick Monsieur.
The.
How cam'st thou hither sweet?
Bri.
Soone as my feares
Have finisht their effects of trembling,
And that my breath's recover'd, shalt know all.
The.
Monsieur stir not; I have imployment for you
May win your pardon.
Kick.
Vid all mine art; but myne art vill be in mine eele anon;
is faln already into me breeshes.
Bri.
What object's this? Alasse your Cosin Raven
Wounded or dead? what hand hath done it?
The.
This;
Justice made this her instrument. He was
A villaine to me, and betrayd my life
To all those dangers which I overcame
By th'causes strength. And lastly his intents
To murder me, have brought upon himself
This punishment as due.
Bri.
Why dost not fly then?
I'le beare thee company in all adversityes.
Thy person being safe time may effect
A pardon by some composition.
If thou be tane, thou meet'st thy certain end
Mingled with shame; and mine hath the same date:
I'le not out live thee.
The.
Did you bid me fly
To shun the end's before me? sure ther's difference
Twixt meritorious acts, and acts of shame.
I was but justice executioner.
His crime deserv'd death, and he had fair triall
By evidence: see here this pointlesse weapon;
If providence had not ordain'd it so.
Should I then fly? and by my feares beget
A worse suspition? No: I'le meet th'event.
And though I now were circled with the terrors
Of racks and tortures; gibets; executioners;
And all the palsying apprehensions
That ever made a malefactor tremble,
Arm'd as I am, I would encounter all
With a fixt confidence. Just causes never
Did yet miscarry; or if any have
'Twas to the greater glory of the cause.
And Monsieur 'tis your imposition
To watch this corps, and give to passengers
What answers you have wit or language for.
Bri.
Wilt thou not fly then? prethee do not rashly
Play away safety.
The.
If I fly, and so
Provide for't, will you with me?
Bri.
Even to death,
In that 'shalt find me resolute. I'le vy
Against thy courage with my constancy.
The.
Let's go then
Exeunt.
Kick.
Me be glad you be gon, for me will no stay long vid de
dead man. If de live jentelvmanly so—but me sall see vat
you have in your pocket.
Kick-shaw searching Ravens pocket he stirrs.
Rav.
Oh? a surgeon.
Kick.
De man be no dead: but me sall make you dead rader
den go vidout your money.
Kick. offers to take the sword from Raven and he riseth.
Rav.
What wilt thou villaine?
'Tis time then to leave off counterfeting
Kick.
Dis be de jentelman hire me to vark at de vedding; but
he no know me, and day be sure de jentelman an de jenteluman
dat run avay togeder.
Rav.
I'm wounded, but I hope not mortally;
I have no feeling of those accidents
Are deaths forerunners. Would I had a surgeon.
If I survive, I will convert this mischiefe
Into a benefit; and by his flight
As by his death. Sir you can witnesse for me
How and by whom I did recieve this wound.
Although you know him not, make a description.
Kick.
Pardon me Monsieur; me no see him do it.
Rav.
You must dispense with scruple
If you will serve my purposes a little,
I can and will be thankfull; otherwise
What e're you are I can betray your life
For your intent of rape.
Kick.
Me be your servant Monsieur. Me do any ting; swear
any ting; go to de divell along vid you rader den be hang.
Rav.
Go with me to a surgeon.
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