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SCEN. IV.
Scene, Sir Frederick's Lodging.
Enter Dufoy, and Clark.
Clark.
I wonder Sir Frederick stays out so late.
Dufoy.
Dis is noting; six, seven a clock in de morning
Is ver good houre.
Clark.
I hope he does not use these hours often.
Dufoy.
Some six, seven time a veeke; no oftiner.
Clark.
My Lord commanded me to wait his coming.
Dufoy.
Matré Clark, to divertise you, I vil tell you
How I did get be acquainted vid dis bedlam Matre.
About two, tree year ago me had for my conveniance
Enter a Foot-boy.
Dischargé my self from attending as Matré D'ostel to
A person of Condition in Parie; it hapen after de
Dispatch of my littel affairé—
Foot-b.
That is, after h'ad spent his money, Sir.
Dufoy.
Jan foutré de Lacque; me vil have de Vip
And de Belle vor your breeck, Rogue.
Foot-b.
Sir, in a word, he was Iack-pudding to a Mountebank,
And turn'd off for want of wit; my Master pick'd him
Up before a Puppit-show, mumbling a half-penny
Custard, to send him with a Letter to the Post.
Dufoy.
Morbleu, see, see de insolance of de Foot-boy English,
Bogre Rascale, you lye, begar I vil cutté your troaté.
Exit Foot-boy.
Clark.
He's a Rogue; on with your story, Monsieur.
Dufoy.
Matré Clark, I am your ver humble Serviture; but
Begar me have no patience to be abusé. As I did say, After
De dispatché of my affa••••é van day being Idelé, vich
Does producé de Mellanchollique, I did valké over
De new Bridge in Parie, and to devertise de time,
And my more serious tough••é, me did look to see