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rplex'd and troubled. _Lov._ I hope my project took. _Lady A._ I strongly hope. _Sir G._ [_Without._] Ha! find her, booby; thou huge lump of nothing, I'll bore thine eyes out else. _Wellb._ May it please your lordship, For some ends of mine own, but to withdraw A little out of sight, though not of hearing.-- You may, perhaps, have sport. _Lov._ You shall direct me. [_Exit._ _Enter_ Overreach, _drawing in_ Marall. _Sir G._ I shall sol fa you, rogue! _Mar._ Sir, for what cause Do you use me thus? _Sir G._ Cause, slave! why, I am angry; And thou a subject only fit for beating; And so to cool my choler. Look to the writing; Let but the seal be broke upon the box, That has slept in my cabinet these three years, I'll rack thy soul for't. _Mar._ I may yet cry 'quittance; Though now I suffer, and dare not resist. [_Aside._ _Sir G._ Lady, by your leave, did you see my daughter, lady? And the lord her husband? Are they in your house? If they are, discover, that I may bid them joy: And, as an entrance to her place of honour, See your ladyship on her left hand. _Lady A._ When I know, Sir Giles, Her state requires such ceremony, I shall pay it; But, in the meantime, I give you to understand, I neither know Nor care where her honour is. _Sir G._ When you once see her Supported, and led by the lord her husband, You'll be taught better.--Nephew! _Wellb._ Well. _Sir G._ No more! _Wellb._ 'Tis all I owe you. _Sir G._ Have your redeem'd rags Made you thus insolent? _Wellb._ Insolent to you? [_In scorn._ Why, what are you, sir, unless in years, more than myself? _Sir G._ His fortune swells him: 'Tis rank--he's married. _Lady A._ This is excellent! _Sir G._ Sir, in calm language (though I seldom use it), I am familiar with the cause that makes you Bear up thus bravely; there's a certain buzz Of a stolen marriage; Do you hear? of a stolen marriage; In which, 'tis said, there's somebody hath been cozen'd. I name no parties. [Lady Allworth _turns away_. _Wellb._ Well, sir; and what follows? _Sir G._ Marry, this: since you are peremptory, remember, Upon mere hope of your great match, I lent you A thousand pounds; put me in good security, And suddenly, by mortgage or by statute, Of some of your new possessions, or I'll have you Dragg'd in your lavender robe, to the jail; you know me, And therefore do not trifle. _Wellb._ Can you be So cruel to your nep
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