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SCENE II.

STAPHILA
alone.
Egad, I can't tell what's come to my master:
He's out of his senses.—Here now in this manner
He turns me out o'doors ten times a day,
Ever so often.—Troth I can't imagine
What whim-whams he has got into his head.—
He lies awake all night, and then he sits
Purring and poring the whole day at home,
Like a lame cobler in his stall.—And then
My poor young mistress, she's upon the point
Of being brought to bed; and how shall I
Hide her disgrace?—The best thing I can do is
To get a rope, and stretch me at full length.