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n! The blood of Abel Cries from the ground, and at the final judgment The Lord will say, "Cain, Cain! Where is thy brother?" MERRY. Silence there in the crowd! UPSALL (aside). 'T is Christison! THE VOICE. O foolish people, ye that think to burn And to consume the truth of God, I tell you That every flame is a loud tongue of fire To publish it abroad to all the world Louder than tongues of men! KEMPTHORN (springing to his feet). Well said, my hearty! There's a brave fellow! There's a man of pluck! A man who's not afraid to say his say, Though a whole town's against him. Rain, rain, rain, Bones of St. Botolph, and put out this fire! The drum beats. Exeunt all but MERRY, KEMPTHORN, and COLE. MERRY. And now that matter's ended, Goodman Cole, Fetch me a mug of ale, your strongest ale. KEMPTHORN (sitting down). And me another mug of flip; and put Two gills of brandy in it. [Exit COLE. MERRY. No; no more. Not a drop more, I say. You've had enough. KEMPTHORN. And who are you, sir? MERRY. I'm a Tithing-man, And Merry is my name. KEMPTHORN. A merry name! I like it; and I'll drink your merry health Till all is blue. MERRY. And then you will be clapped Into the stocks, with the red letter D Hung round about your neck for drunkenness. You're a free-drinker,--yes, and a free-thinker! KEMPTHORN. And you are Andrew Merry, or Merry Andrew. MERRY. My name is Walter Merry, and not Andrew. KEMPTHORN. Andrew or Walter, you're a merry fellow; I'll swear to that. MERRY. No swearing, let me tell you. The other day one Shorthose had his tongue Put into a cleft stick for profane swearing. COLE brings the ale. KEMPTHORN. Well, where's my flip? As sure as my name's Kempthorn-- MERRY. Is your name Kempthorn? KEMPTHORN. That's the name I go by. MERRY. What, Captain Simon Kempthorn of the Swallow? KEMPTHORN. No other. MERRY (touching him on the shoulder). Then you're wanted. I arrest you In the King's name. KEMPTHORN. And where's your warrant? MERRY (unfolding a paper, and reading). Here. Listen to me. "Hereby you are required, In the King's name, to apprehend the body Of Simon Kempthorn, mariner, and him Safely to bring before me, there to answer All
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