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_Scrub_. Thieves! thieves! murder! popery!

_Arch_. Ha! the very timorous stag will kill in rutting
time. [_Draws, and offers to stab Scrub_.

_Scrub_. [_Kneeling_.] O pray, sir, spare all I have, and
take my life!

_Mrs. Sul_. [_Holding Archer's hand_.] What does the
fellow mean?

_Scrub_. O madam, down upon your knees, your marrow-bones!
--he 's one of 'em. {100}

_Arch_. Of whom?

_Scrub_. One of the rogues--I beg your pardon, one of
the honest gentlemen that just now are broke into
the house.

_Arch_. How!

_Mrs. Sul_. I hope you did not come to rob me?

_Arch_. Indeed I did, madam, but I would have taken
nothing but what you might ha' spared; but your
crying 'Thieves' has waked this dreaming fool, and
so he takes 'em for granted. {110}

_Scrub_. Granted! 'tis granted, sir; take all we have.

_Mrs. Sul_. The fellow looks as if he were broke out of
Bedlam.

_Scrub_. 'Oons, madam, they 're broke into the house with
fire and sword! I saw them, heard them; they 'll
be here this minute.

_Arch_. What, thieves!

_Scrub_. Under favour, sir, I think so.

_Mrs. Sul_. What shall we do, sir?

_Arch_. Madam, I wish your ladyship a good night {120}

_Mrs. Sul_. Will you leave me?

_Arch_. Leave you! Lord, madam, did not you command
me to be gone just now, upon pain of your
immortal hatred?

_Mrs. Sul_. Nay, but pray, sir---- [_Takes hold of him_.

_Arch_. Ha! ha! ha! now comes my turn to be ravished.
--You see now, madam, you must use men one way
or other; but take this by the way; good madam,
that none but a fool will give you the benefit of his
courage, unless you'll take his love along with it.
--How are they armed, friend? {131}

_Scrub_. With sword and pistol, sir.

_Arch_. Hush!--I see a dark lantern coming through the
gallery--Madam, be assured I will protect you, or
lose my life.

_Mrs. Sul_. Your life! no, sir, they can rob me of
nothing that I value half so much; therefore now,
sir, let me entreat you to be gone. {138}

_Arch_. No, madam, I'll consult my own safety for the
sake of yours; I 'll work by stratagem. Have you
courage enough to stand the appearance of 'em?

_Mrs. Sul_. Yes, yes, since I have 'scaped your hands, I
can face anything.

_Arch_. Come hither, brother Scrub! don't you know me?

_Scrub_. Eh, my dear brother, let me kiss thee.

[_Kisses Archer_.

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