, whole, sound, and in
perfect Health; which I here promise to pay to the said _Maria_, upon
Demand, if the aforesaid _John Freeman_ be not hang'd before such Demand
made. Whereto I set my Hand-- and seal it with my Lips.
[In a Tone.
_L. Des._ And I, in consideration of such Debt, do freely give unto the
abovesaid _John Freeman_, the Heart and Body of the abovesaid _Maria
Desbro_, with all Appurtenances thereto belonging, whenever it shall
please Heaven to bring my Husband fairly to the Gallows.
[In a Tone.
_Free._ Amen-- kiss the Book-- [Kisses her.
[Ana. hums without.
_L. Des._ Hah! that's _Ananias_; sure some Danger's near, the necessary
Rascal gives us notice of.
_Free._ 'Tis so, what wouldst thou have me do?
_L. Des._ Thou art undone if seen-- here, step within this Curtain.
[He goes.
Enter _Ananias_, humming, and spreading his Cloak wide; _Desbro_
behind him, puffing in a Chafe.
_Des._ Ads nigs, what a Change is here like to be?-- puff, puff-- we
have manag'd Matters sweetly-- to let the _Scotch_ General undermine us;
puff, puff.
_L. Des._ What's the Matter?
_Des._ Nothing, Cockey, nothing, but that we are like to return to our
first nothing.
_Ana._ Yea, verily, when our time's come; but ah, the great Work of
Reformation is not yet fully accomplish'd, which must be wrought by the
Saints, and we cannot spare one of them until the Work be finish'd.
_Des._ Yea, yea, it is finish'd I doubt, puff, puff: fie, fie, what a
Change is here!
_Ana._ Patience, ah, 'tis a precious Virtue!--
_Des._ Patience, Sir! what, when I shall lose so many fine Estates which
did appertain to the Wicked; and which, I trusted, had been establish'd
ours, and tell'st thou me of Patience? puff, puff.
[Walking fast.
_Ana._ How! lose 'em, Sir? handle the matter with Patience; I hope the
Committee of Safety, or the Rump, will not do an illegal thing to one of
the Brethren.
_Des._ No, no, I have been a trusty Knave to them, and so I have found
them all to me: but _Monk! Monk!_ O that ever we should be such blind
Fools to trust an honest General!
_Ana._ Patience, Sir! what of him?
_Des._ I just now receiv'd private Intelligence, he's coming out of
_Scotland_ with his Forces-- puff, puff.
_Ana._ Why, let him come a Gad's Name, we have those will give him a
civil Salute, if he mean not honourably to the Commonwealth. Patience,
Sir.
_Des._ But if he proves the stronger, and
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