, and my Share of the Charge shall be my Part, for _Shift_
says the Guardian must be brib'd for Consent: Now the other Moiety of
the Mony and the Speeches shall be thy part, for thou hast a pretty
Knack that way. Now _Shift_ shall bring Matters neatly about, and we'll
pay him by the Day, or in gross, when we are married-- hah, _Shift_.

_Shift._ Sir, I shall be reasonable.

_Will._ I am sure _Fetherfool_ and _Blunt_ have some wise Design upon
these two Monsters-- it must be so-- and this Bill has put an
extravagant Thought into my Head-- hark ye, _Shift_.
[Whispers to him.

_Blunt._ The Devil's in't if this will not redeem my Reputation with the
Captain, and give him to understand that all the Wit does not lie in the
Family of the _Willmores_, but that this Noddle of mine can be fruitful
too upon Occasion.

_Feth._ Ay, and Lord, how we'll domineer, _Ned_, hah-- over _Willmore_
and the rest of the Renegade Officers, when we have married these Lady
Monsters, hah, _Ned_.

_Blunt._ --Then to return back to _Essex_ worth a Million.

_Feth._ And I to _Croyden_--

_Blunt._ --Lolling in Coach and Six--

_Feth._ --Be dub'd Right Worshipful--

_Blunt._ And stand for Knight of the Shire.

_Will._ Enough-- I must have my Share of this Jest, and for divers and
sundry Reasons thereunto belonging, must be this very Mountebank
expected.

_Shift._ Faith, Sir, and that were no hard matter, for a day or two the
Town will believe it, the same they look for: and the Bank, Operators
and Musick are all ready.

_Will._ Well enough, add but a _Harlequin_ and _Scaramouch_, and I shall
mount in querpo.

_Shift._ Take no care for that, Sir, your Man, and Ensign _Hunt_, are
excellent at those two; I saw 'em act 'em the other day to a Wonder,
they'll be glad of the Employment, my self will be an Operator.

_Will._ No more, get 'em ready, and give it out, the Man of Art's
arriv'd: Be diligent and secret, for these two politick Asses must be
cozen'd.

_Shift._ I will about the Business instantly. [Ex. _Shift_.

_Beau._ This Fellow will do Feats if he keeps his Word.

_Will._ I'll give you mine he shall-- But, dear _Beaumond_, where shall
we meet anon?

_Beau._ I thank ye for that-- 'Gad, ye shall dine with me.

_Feth._ A good Motion--

_Will._ I beg your Pardon now, dear _Beaumond_-- I having lately nothing
else to do, took a Command of Horse from the General at the last Siege,
from which I am just arriv'd, and my Bag