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What a drunken sot was I, that knew thee not all this while? I vow, thy story pities me. I'le marry thee, and turne thee to thy friends, for I am sure I have none that will keep thee for my sake.
I ask no further satisfaction of you, then to be honested by marriage. I'le work for a poor li∣ving.
Prithee Mun seek me a Priest.
I have no acquaintance in their function, I.
My Cousin Mihil said he would bring or send one.
There's no starting, that Mihil has a fist o∣ver me. I vow, and thou wert not his Kinswoman, thou should to the Common yet.
Father, how come you hither?
Did not the company send for me?
I vow, not we.
The City-mouth, that peck't us at my lodging last night, came to me with an abominable scratch't face, and warn'd me on a businesse hither.
I smell some trick.
Some treacherie upon the brotherhood, per∣haps.
Timorous thing! what in our own Quar∣ter?
I would but see the carcass of authority prance in our Quarter, and we not cut his legs off. Wel∣come Tonie, what hast thou brought the word here to passe for the Reckoning.