Boat.
They come now, be wise, what would you have? come upon the Quarter-deck here.
To them Salt-eele, Snip and Watchmen.
Snip.
The child was in none of those bottles we tasted was it neighbour?
1
No sure, for the Wine tasted very sweet.
2
And the bottle did not smell of Chamber-lie.
3
Pray Mr. Constable lets make haste, for I begin to be Sea-sick.
Snip.
My Stomack wambles too.
He spies Learcut.
God bless us Neighbour! The Devil in the shape of old Mr.
Lear.
1, 2, 3.
Ah, ah where is he, Mr. Constable?
Snip.
Oh, there, there, there, neighbours I think none of us can say our prayers, but I am sure we can all run.
Snip and the Watch goe out.
Salt.
What hast they make! there's o••e of 'em tipt over into the River.
Boat.
It may be he hath need on't.
Salt.
His Comrades take little notice of it, for they are put∣ting off without helping him. Oh the fellow has got hold of an Oar, and will not part with it, I'le go down to the Forecastle and keep sight of 'em as long as I can.
Exit Salteel.
Boat.
Content.
What chear?
Boat.
Some three or four months hence it shall be to set you a shore in America.
Lear.
Did you not promise Liberty to me,
If I would sign a Writing I deliver'd.
Lear.
You talkt another kind of Language then.
Boat.
Yes, but my meaning was the same as now.
Lear.
Why, did you make me hope, but to despair?
Boat.
Truth, there was much necessity for it, which you'l be apt to believe, when I tell you when these Searchers came aboard,