Ccl. F. This is called poluflosboio. Per. Poluflosboio! It has a rumbling sound. Col. F. Right, sir; it proceeds from a rumbling nature. This water was part of those waves which bore Cleopatra's vessel when she sailed to meet Antony. Per. Well, of all that travelled, none had a taste like you. Col. F. But here's the wonder of the world. This, sir, is called zona, or moros musphonon; the virtues of this are inestimable. Per. Moros musphonon? What in the name of wisdom can that be? To me it seems a plain belt. Col. F. This girdle has carried me all the world over. Per. You have carried it, you mean. Col. F. I mean as I say, sir. Whenever I am girded with this, I am invisible! and by turning this little screw, can be in the court of the great Mogul, the grand Signior, and king George, in as little time as your cook can poach an egg. Per. You must pardon me, sir; I can't believe it. Col. F. If my landlord pleases, he shall try the experiment immediately. Sack. I thank you kindly, sir; but I have no inclination to ride post to the devil. Col. F. No, no, you shan't stir a foot; I'll only make you invisible. Sack. But if you could not make me visible again. Per. Come, try it upon me, sir; I am not afraid of the devil nor all his tricks. 'Sbud, I'll stand'em all. Col. F. There, sir, put it on. Come landlord, you and I must face the east. They turn about.] Is it on, sir? Per. "Tis on. [They turn about again. Sack. Heaven protect me! where is he? Per. Why here, just where I was. Sack. Where, where in the name of virtue? Ah, poor Mr. Periwinkle! Egad, look to't, you had best, sir; and let him be seen again, or I shall have you burnt for a wizard. Col. F. Have patience, good landlord. Per. But really don't you see me now? Sack. No more than I see my grandmother, that died forty years ago. Per. Are you sure you don't lie? Methinks I stand just where I did, and see you as plain as I did before. wish this girdle were mine, I'd sell wine no more. Harkye! Mr. Periwinkle, [Takes him aside till the Colonel rises again.] if he would sell this girdle, you might travel with great expedition. Col. F. But it is not to be parted with for money. Per. I am sorry for't, sir; because I think it the greatest curiosity I ever heard of. Col. F. By the advice of a learned physiognomist in Grand Cairo, who consulted the lines in my face, I returned to England, where he told me I should find a rarity in the keeping of four men, which I was born to possess for the benefit of mankind; and the first of the four that gave me his consent, I should present him with this girdle. Till I have found this jewel, I shall not part with the girdle. Per. What can this rarity be? Didn't he name it to you? Col. F. Yes, sir; he call'd it a chaste, beautiful, unaffected woman. Per. Pish! women are no rarities. Women are the very gewgaws of the creation; playthings for boys, which when they write man they ought to throw aside. Sack. A fine lecture to be read to a circle of ladies! [Aside. Per. What woman is there, dressed in all the pride and foppery of the times, can boast of such a foretop as the cockatoo ? Col. F. I must humour him. [Aside.] Such a skin as the lizard? Per. Such a shining breast as the humming-bird? Col. F. Such a shape as the antelope? Per. Or, in all the artful mixture of their various dresses, have they half the beauty of one box of but terflies? Col. F. No; that must be allowed. For my part, if it were not for the benefit of mankind, I'd have nothing to do with them; for they are as indifferent to me as a sparrow, or a flesh-fly. Per. Pray, sir, what benefit is the world to reap from this lady? Col. F. Why, sir, she is to bear me a son, who shall revive the art of embalming, and the old Roman manner of burying the dead; and, for the benefit of posterity, he is to discover the longitude, so long sought for in vain. Per. Od! these are valuable things, Mr. Sackbut! Sack. He hits it off admirably; and t'other swallows it like sack and sugar. [Aside.] Certainly, this lady must be your ward, Mr. Periwinkle, by her be [Embraces him.ing under the care of four persons. Sack. Ah! I wish I could see you once again. Col. F. Take off the girdle, sir. He takes it off. Sack. Ah! sir, I am glad to see you with all my heart. Per. This is very odd; certainly there must be some trick in't. Pray, sir, will you do me the favour to put it on yourself? Col. F. With all my heart. Per. But first I'll secure the door. Col. F. You know how to turn the screw, Mr. Sackbut. Sack. Yes, yes. Come, Mr. Periwinkle, we must turn full east. [They turn; the Colonel sinks through the trapdoor Col. F. 'Tis done; now turn. [They turn. Per. Ha! mercy upon me; my flesh creeps upon my bones. This must be a conjuror, Mr. Sackbut. Sack. He's the devil, I think. Per. Oh! Mr. Sackbut, why do you name the devil, when perhaps he may be at your elbow? Sack. At my elbow! Marry, heaven forbid! Col. F. Are you satisfied? [From under the stage. Per. Yes, sir, yes. How hollow his voice sounds! Sack. Yours seemed just the same. Faith, I Per. By the description, it should. Egad, if I could get that girdle, I'd ride with the sun, and make the tour of the world in four-and-twenty hours. Aside.] And you are to give that girdle to the first of the four guardians that shall give you his consent to marry that lady, say you, sir? Col. F. I am so ordered, when I can find him. Per. I fancy I know the very woman; her name is Anne Lovely. Col. F. Excellent! He said, indeed, that the first letter of her name was L Per. Did he really? Well, that's prodigiously amazing, that a person in Grand Cairo should know anything of my ward? Col. F. Your ward? Per. To be plain with you, sir, I am one of those four guardians. Col. F. Are you indeed, sir! I am transported to find that the very man who is to possess this moros musphonon is a person of so curious a taste. Here is a writing drawn up by that famous Egyptian, which, if you will please to sign, you must turn your face full north, and the girdle is your's. Free. Mr. Sackbut has told me the whole story, Mr. Periwinkle; but now I have something to tell Per. If I live till the boy is born, I'll be em- you of much more importance to yourself. I hapbalmed, and sent to the Royal Society when I dic.pened to lie one night at Coventry, and knowing Col. F. That you shall, most certainly. Enter Waiter. Waiter. Here's Mr. Staytape, the tailor, inquires for you, Colonel. Per. Ha! Colonel! Col. F. Who do you speak to, you son of a whore? [Aside. [Aside. Col. F. Confound the blundering dog! [Kicks him out, and goes after him. Per. What the devil is the matter? Col. F. This dog has ruined all my schemes, I see by Periwinkle's looks. [Aside. Per. How finely I should have been choused. Colonel, you'll pardon me that I did not give you your title before. It was pure ignorance, 'faith it was. Pray,-hem-hem! Pray, Colonel, what post had this learned Egyptian in your regiment? Col. F. A plague of your sneer! [Aside.] I don't understand you, sir. your uncle, Sir Toby Periwinkle, I paid him a visit, and, to my great surprise, found him dying. Per. Dying! Free. Dying, in all appearance; the servants weeping, the room in darkness; the apothecary, shaking his head, told me the doctors had given him over; and then there are small hopes, you know. Per. I hope he has made his will; he always told me he would make me his heir. Free. I have heard you say as much, and therefore resolved to give you notice. I should think it would not be amiss if you went down to-morrow morning. Per. It is a long journey, and the roads very bad. Free. But he has a great estate, and the land very good. Think upon that. Per. Why, that's true, as you say; I'll think upon it. In the meantime, I give you many thanks for your civility, Mr. Freeman, and should be glad of your company to dine with me. Free. I am obliged to be at Jonathan's coffeePer. No! that's strange! I understand you, Colo-house at two, and now it is half an hour after one; nel. An Egyptian of Grand Cairo! ha, ha, ha! I'm if I despatch my business, I'll wait on you: I know sorry such a well-invented tale should do you no your hour. more service. We old fellows can see as far into a millstone as them that pick it. I am not to be tricked out of my trust; mark that. Col. F. The devil! I must carry it off; I wish I were fairly out. [Aside.] Lookye, sir, you may make what jest you please, but the stars will be obeyed, sir; and depend upon't I shall have the lady, and you none of the girdle. Now for Mr. Freeman's part of the plot. [Aside and exit. Per. The stars! Ha, ha! No star has favoured you, it seems. The girdle! Ha, ha, ha! None of your legerdemain tricks can pass upon me. Why, what a pack of trumpery has this rogue picked up. His pagod, poluflosboia, his zonos moros musphonons, and the devil knows what. But I'll take care. Ha! gone? Ay, 'twas time to sneak off. Soho! the house' Enter SACKBUT. Where is this trickster? Send for a constable; I'll have this rascal before the lord mayor; I'll Grand Cairo him, with the plague to him. I believe you had a hand in putting this imposture upon me, Sackbut. Sack. Who, I, Mr. Periwinkle? I scorn it. I perceived he was a cheat, and left the room on purpose to send for a constable to apprehend him, and endeavoured to stop him when he went out. But the rogue made but one step from the stairs to the door; called a coach, leaped into it, and drove away like the devil, as Mr. Freeman can witness, who is at the bar, and desires to speak with you; he is this minute come to town. Per. Send him in. [Erit SACKBUT] What a scheme this rogue has laid! How I should have been laughed at, had it succeeded! Enter FREEMAN, booted and spurred. Mr. Freeman, I had like to have been imposed on by the veriest rascal Free. I am sorry to hear it. The dog flew for't; he had not escaped me, had I been aware of him: Sackbut struck at him, but missed his blow, or he had done his business for him. Per. I believe you never heard of such a contrivance, Mr. Freeman, as this fellow had found out. Per. You shall be very welcome, Mr. Freeman; and so your humble servant. [Exit. Re-enter Colonel FEIGNWELL and SACKBUT. Free. Ha, ha, ha! I have done your business, Colonel; he has swallowed the bait. Col. F. I overheard all, though I am a little in the dark. I am to personate a highwayman, I suppose; that's a project I am not fond of; for though I may fright him out of his consent, he may fright me out of my life when he discovers me, as he certainly must in the end. Free. No, no: I have a plot for you without danger; but first we must manage Tradelove. Has the tailor brought your clothes? Sack. Yes, plague take the thief. Free. Well, well, no matter; I warrant we have him yet. But now you must put on the Dutch merchant. had been an old soldier, that I might have attacked Col. F. The deuce of this trading plot! I wish he him in my own way, and heard him fight over all the battles of the late war. But for trade, by Jupi ter! I shall never do it. Sack. Never fear, Colonel: Mr. Freeman will instruct you. Free. You'll see what others do; the coffee-house will instruct you. further plot in my head upon Tradelove, which you Col. F. I must venture, however. But I have a must assist me in, Freeman. You are in credit with him, I heard you say. Free. I am, and will scruple nothing to serve you, Colonel. Col. F Come along, then, Now for the DutchHonest Ptolemy, by your leave. Now must bob-wig and business come in play, A thirty thousand pound girl leads the way. [Ex man. ACT IV. hundred thousand pounds as soon as one penny. He's plaguy rich, and a mighty man at wagers. [To Tradelove. Trade. Say you so? Egad, I'll bite him, if pos SCENE I-Jonathan's Coffee-house in 'Change-sible. Are you from Holland, sir? alley. A crowd of people, with rolls of paper and Col. F. Ya, mynheer. parchment in their hands.-A bar; Waiters, &c. Enter TRADELOVE and Stock-jobbers, with rolls of paper and parchment. 1st. Stock. South sea at seven-eighths; who buys? Trade. Harkye! Gabriel, you'll pay the difference of that stock we transacted for t'other day? Gab. Ay, Mr. Tradelove; here's a note for the money. Trade. I would fain bite the spark in the brown coat; he comes very often into the alley, but never employs a broker. Enter Colonel FEIGNWELL and FREEMAN. Trade. Mr. Freeman, your servant! Who is that gentleman? Free. A Dutch merchant just come to England; but, harkye! Mr. Tradelove, I have a piece of news will get you as much as the French king's death did, if you are expeditious. [Shewing him a letter.] Read: there I received it just now from one that belongs to the emperor's minister. Trade. [Reads. “Sir,-As I have many obligations to you, I cannot miss any opportunity to snew my gratitude: this moment my lord has received a private express, that the Spaniards have raised their siege from before Cagliari. If this proves of any advantage to you, it will answer both the ends and wishes of, sir, your most obliged humble servant,-Henricus Dusseldorp.-P.S. In two or three hours the news will be public."-May one depend upon this, Mr. Freeman? [Aside to FREEMAN. Free. You may. I never knew this person send me a false piece of news in my life. Trade. Sir, I am much obliged to you; egad, 'tis rare news. Who sells South-sea for next week? Stock. [All together.] I sell; I, I, I, I, I sell. 1st Stock. I'll sell five thousand, at five-eighths, for the same time. Trade. Nay, nay; hold, hold! not all together, gentlemen; I'll be no bull; I'll buy no more than I can take. Will you sell ten thousand pounds at a half, for any day next week, except Saturday? 1st Stock. I'll sell it you, Mr. Tradelove. [Freeman whispers to one of the gentlemen. 1st Gent. The Spaniards raised the siege of Cagliari! I don't believe one word of it. [Aside. 2d Gent. Raised the siege! as much as you have raised the Monument. Free. 'Tis raised, I assure you, sir. 2d Gent. What will you lay on't? Free. What you please. 1st Gent. Why, I have a brother upon the spot, in the emperor's service; I am certain, if there were any such thing, I should have had a letter. 2d Gent. I'll hold you fifty pounds 'tis false. Free. "Tis done. 1st Gent. I'll lay you a brace of hundreds upon the same. Free. I'll take you. Trade. I'll lay any man a brace of thousands the siege is raged. in. Trade. Had you the news before you came away? Trade. What do I believe? Why, I believe that the Spaniards have actually raised the siege of Cagliari. Col. F. What duyvel's news is dat? 'Tis niet waer, mynheer; 'tis no true, sir. Trade. 'Tis so true, mynheer, that I'll lay you two thousand pounds on it. Col. F. Two duysend pound mynheer, 'tis gadaen. Dis gentleman sal hold de gelt. [Gives Freeman money. Trade. With all my heart; this binds the wager. Free. You have certainly lost, mynheer; the siege is raised, indeed. Col. F. Ik geloy't niet, mynheer Freeman k sal ye doubled honden, if you please. Free. I am let into the secret, therefore won't win your money. Trade. Ha, ha, ha! I have snapped the Dutchman, 'faith; ha, ha! This is no ill day's work. Pray may I crave your name, mynheer? Col. F. Myn naem, mynheer? Myn naem is Jan Van Timtamtirelereletta Her Van Feignwell. Trade. Zounds! 'tis a damned long name; I shall never remember it. Myn Heer Van, Tim, Tim, Tim-What the devil is it? Free. Oh! never heed: I know the gentleman, and will pass my word for twice the sum Trade. That's enough. Col. F. You'll hear of me sooner than you wish, Free. I fear you'll repent when you know all. [Aside. Free. I am engaged at Sackbut's: adieu. [Ent. Trade. Sir, your humble servant. Now I'll see what I can do upon 'Change with my news. SCENE II.-The Tavern. Enter FREEMAN and Colonel FEIGNWELL Free. Ha, ha, ha! The old fellow swallowed the bait as greedily as a gudgeon. Col. F. I have him, 'faith; ha, ha, ha! His two thousand pounds secure. If he would keep his mo ney, he must part with the lady; ha, ha! Enter SACKBUT. Sack. Joy, joy, Colonel! the luckiest accident in the world. Col. F. What say'st thou ? Sack. This letter does your business. Col. F. [Reads.] "To Obadiah Prim, hosier, near the building called the Monument, in London.” Free. A letter to Prim! How came you by it? brought, as I always do, to see what letters are di Sack. Looking over the letters our post-man Free. The Dutch merchant is your man to take so paid for it among the rest. I have given the old rected to my house, I spied this directed to Prim; Trade. Does he not know the news? [Aside to Tradelove. fellow a pint of wine, on purpose to delay time, till Free. Not a syllable; if he did, he would bet ait up again, and say I took it by mistake. I have you see if the letter be of any service; then I'll seal read it, and fancy you'll like the project. Read, read, Colonel. wish I knew who he was; I'd make him repent it: I have lost three hundred pounds by it. Col. F. [Reads.] "Friend Prim, there is arrived Trade. What signifies your three hundred pounds from Pennsylvania, one Simon Pure, a leader of the to what I have lost? There's two thousand pounds to faithful, who hath sojourned with us eleven days, and that Dutchman with a cursed long name, besides the hath been of great comfort to the brethren. He in-stock I bought; the devil! I must never shew my tendeth for the quarterly meeting in London; I have face upon 'Change more; for, by my soul! I can't recommended him to thy house. I pray thee, treat him pay it. kindly, and let thy wife cherish him, for he's of weakly constitution; he will depart from us the third day; which is all from thy friend in the faith, Aminadab Holdfast." Ha, ha! excellent! I understand you, landlord: I am to personate this Simon Pure, am I not? Sack. Don't you like the hint ? a Free. 'Tis the best contrivance in the world, if the right Simon gets not there before you. Col. F. No, no; the quakers never ride post. And suppose, Freeman, you should wait at the Bristol coach, that if you see any such person, you might contrive to give me notice. Free. I will. [Bell rings. Sack. Coming, Coming! [Erit. Free. Thou must despatch Periwinkle first. Remember his uncle, Sir Toby Periwinkle, is an old bachelor of seventy-five; that ne has seven hundred a year, most in abbey-land,-that he was once in love with your mother-shrewdly suspected by some to be your father; that you have been thirty years his steward, and ten years his gentleman: remember to improve these hints. Col F. Never fear; let me alone for that. what's the steward's name? Free. His name is Pillage. Col. F. Enough. Now for the country put. But Sack. Zounds! Mr. Freeman, yonder is Tradelove in the dst passion in the world. He swears you are in the house: he says you told him you were to dine here. Free. I did so: ha, ha, ha! he has found himself bit already. Col. F. The devil! he must not see me. Sack. I told him I expected you here, but you were not come yet. Free. Very well; make you haste out, colonel, and let me alone to deal with him. Where is he? Sack. In the King's-head. Free. Ay, ay; very well, landlord; let him know I am come in; and now, Mr. Pillage, success attend [Exit Sackbat. you. Col. F. Mr. Proteus rather, From changing shape, and imitating Jove, Enter TRADELOVE. Free. Zounds! Mr. Tradelove, we're bit it seems. Trade. Bit, do you call it, Mr. Freeman! I'm ruined. Plague on your news. Free. Plague on the rascal that sent it me. Trade. Sent it you! Why, Gabriel Skinflint has been at the minister's, and spoke with him; and he has assured him 'tis every syllable false: he received no such express. Free. I know it; I this minute parted with my friend, who protested he never sent me any such let Free. I am heartily sorry for it! What can I serve you in? Shall I speak to the Dutch merchant, and try to get you time for the payment? Trade. Time! Ads'heart! I shall never be able to look up again. Free. I am very much concerned that I was the occasion, and wish I could be an instrument of retrieving your misfortune; for my own, I value it not. Adso! a thought comes into my head, that, well improved, may be of service. Trade. Ah! there's no thought can be of any service to me, without paying the money or running away. Free. How do you know? What do you think of my proposing Miss Lovely to him? He is a single man; and I heard him say he had a mind to marry an English woman; nay, more than that, he said somebody told him you had a pretty ward; he wished you had betted her instead of your money. Trade. Ay, but he'd be hanged before he'd take her instead of the money: the Dutch are too covetous for that; besides, he did not know that there were three more of us, suppose. Free. So much the better; you may venture to give him your consent, if he'll forgive you the wager. It is not your business to tell him that your consent will signify nothing. Trade. That's right, as you say; but will he do it, think you? Free. I can't tell that; but I'll try what I can do with him. He has promised to meet me here an hour hence; I'll feel his pulse, and let you know: if I find it feasible, I'll send for you; if not, you are at liberty to take what measures you please. Trade. You must extol her beauty, double her portion, and tell him I have the entire disposal of her, and that she can't marry without my consent; and that I am a covetous rogue, and will never part with her without a valuable consideration. Free. Ay, ay, let me alone for a lie at a pinch. Trade Egad, if you can bring this to bear, Mr. Freeman, I'll make you whole again; I'll pay the three hundred pounds you lost with all my soul. Free. Well, I'll use my best endeavours. Where will you be? Trade. At home. Pray heaven you prosper!-If I were but the sole trustee now, I should not fear it. Exit. Free. Ha, ha, ha!-he has it. SCENE III.-Periwinkle's House. [Exit. Enter Colonel FEIGNWELL. Col. F. I am sorry for the message I bring. My old master, whom I served these fort vears, clain & ent master. the sorrow due from a faithful servant to an indulg [Weeps. Per. By this, I understand, air, my uncle, Sir Toby Periwinkle, is dead. Col. F. He is, sir; and has left you heir to seven hundred a year, in as good abbey-land as ever paid Peter-pence to Rome. I wish you long to enjoy it; but my tears will flow when I think of my benefactor. (Weeps.] Ah! he was a good man, he has not left many of his fellows; the poor lament him sorely. Per. I pray, sir, what office bore you? Col F. I was his steward, sir. Col. F. Little does he think what he signs. [Aside.] Per. There is your lease, Mr. Pillage. [Gives him the paper.] Now, I must desire you to make what haste you can down to Coventry, and take care of every thing, and I'll send down the undertaker for the body; do you attend it up, and whatever charge you are at, I'll repay you. Col. F. You have paid me already, I thank you, sir. [Aride.] Per. Will you dine with me? Col. F. I would rather not; there are some of my neighbours which I met as I came along, who Per. I have heard him mention you with mach leave town this afternoon, they told me, and I should respect: your name is, Col. F. Piliage, Sir. Per. Ay, Pillage; I do remember he called you Pillage. The Colonel rits down.] Pray Mr. Pillage, when did my uncle die? be glad of their company down. Per. Well, well, I won't detain you. I will give orders about mourning. [Erit Colonel.] Seven hundred a-year! I wish he had died seventeen years ago. What a valuable collection of rarities Col F. Monday last, at four in the morning. About might I have had by this time! I might have tratwo he signed his will, and gave it into my hands, velled over all the known parts of the globe, and and strictly charged me to leave Coventry the mo-made my own closet rival the Vatican at Rome.ment he expired, and deliver it to you with what, Odso! I have a good mind to begin my travels now speed I could; I have obeyed him, sir, and there is let me see-I am but sixty. My father, grandthe will. [Gives it to Periwinkle. | father, and great grandfather, reached ninety odd; Per. 'Tis very well; I'll lodge it in the Commons. I have almost forty years good. Let me consider! Col. F. There are two things which he forgot to, what will seven hundred a-year amount to ininsert; but charged me to tell you, that he desired you'd perform them as readily as if you had found them written in the will-which is to remove his corpse, and bury him by his father, at St. Paul's, Covent-garden, and to give all his servants mourning. Per. That will be a considerable charge. A plague of all modern fashions! [Aside.] Well! it shall be done, Mr. Pillage; I will agree with one of death's fashion-monger's, called an undertaker, to go down, and bring up the body. Col. F. I hope, sir, I shall have the honour to serve you in the same station I did your worthy uncle; I have not many years to stay behind him, and would gladly spend them in the family, where I was brought up. Weeps.] He was a kind and a tender master to me. Per. Pray don't grieve, Mr. Pillage, you shall hold your place, and every thing else which you held under my uncle. You make me weep to see you so concerned. [Weeps.] He lived to a good old age, and we are all mortal. Col. F. We are so, sir, and therefore I must beg you to sign this lease. You'll find sir Toby has taken particular notice of it in his will; I could not get it time enough from the lawyer, or he had signed it before he died. Gives him a paper. Per. A lease! for what? ay, in thirty years, I say, but thirty: thirty times With nature's curious works I'll raise my fame, SCENE IV-A Tavern. [Erit Trade. 'Faith, I never expected to have found so generous a thing in a Dutchman. Free. As soon as I told him your circumstances, he replied, he would not be the ruin of any man for the world; and immediately made this proposal himseli. Let him take what time he will for the payment, said he; or if he'll give me his ward, I'll forgive him the debt. Col. F. I rented a hundred a-year farm of Sir Toby upon lease, which lease expires at Lady-day next. I desire to renew for twenty years; that's all, sir. Per. Let me see. [Looks over the lease.] Very well. Let me see what he says in his will about it. [Lays the lease upon the table, and looks on the will.] Oh! here it is. The farm lying,-now in possession of Trade. Well, Mr. Freeman, I can but thank you. Samuel Pillage, suffer him to renew his lease,-at Egad, you have made a man of me again! and if the same rent. Very well, Mr. Pillage, I see my un-ever I lay a wager more, may I rot in gaol. cle does mention it, and I'll perform his will. Give me the lease. Colonel gives it him, he looks at it, and lays it upon the table.] Pray you step to the door, and call for pen and ink, Mr. Pillage. Col. F. I have a pen and ink in my pocket, sir. [Pulls out an ink-horn.] I never go without that. Per. I think it belongs to your profession. Looks upon the pen, while the Colonel changes the lease and lays down the contract.] I doubt this is but a sorry pen, though it may serve to write my name. Writes. Free. I assure you, Mr. Tradelove, I was very much concerned, because I was the occasion, though very innocently, I protest. Trade. I dare swear you was, Mr. Freeman. Enter COLONEL FEIGNWELL, dressed as the Dutch merchant. Col. F. Ha, mynheer Tradelove, Ik bin sorry voor your trouble, maer Ik sal you easie maken Ik will de gelt mie hebben, |