Ham.
Least, for here's my friend Mr. Silver, has stole his Mi∣stress forth and means to marry her presently.
Cred.
Why then he's one of our rank.
Clutch,
He is, but Gentlemen so many weddings towards, and nere a dance, come, come, each take his mistress and dance, and foot it a little for the satisfaction of these spectators.
Callum.
Ha, ha, ha,—are these your Kinsmen Gentlemen, ha, ha, ha, I am a little absur'd, ha, ha, ha, pray pardon me.
Fea.
Our kinsman, yes, why dost ask.
Callum.
They are a couple of crafty merchants, ha, ha, ha, they may well be confident of the consents of their mistresses.
Fea.
Not unlikely, why They are your Kinsmen you say.
Callum.
Whose Credits you respect.
Callum.
I vow ye should not know it else pray make no words on't.
Cal.
If these two tuff blades, are of ability, they have made all sure, i'l warrant them.
Fea.
Ha— ha, sure prethy be plainer.
Cap.
I do conjecture something, the Rogues breath smells worse than Garlick, it
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ascends from the same of some unsavoury secret, I fear 'twil choak us.
Callum.
A trick of youth, and partly in fashion, a slight mi∣stake, made use. O'th Bridal night, before the wedding morning, do ye understand me now Gentlemen— no hurt, onely.
Cap.
Foah, now 'tis out—the Devil choak thee for't.
Fea.
How cam'st thou to know it.
Cap.
Their Baud i'l lay my life.
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Cal.
Very easily Sir, I was a Servant to them, and had good cash to learn silence with many fair promises.
Cap.
I, I knew't would come too't.
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Fea.
Why what a Rogue art thou to discover then.
Callum.
I but I know to whom, their friends and kinsmen, all the Devils in Hell, could not have wrinched it from me but you.