_Friend._ And to morrow will hollow him to the Gallows, if it were his chance to come there.
_Dull._ ‘Tis very likely: Why, I am forced to be guarded to the Court now, the Rabble swore they would _De-Wit_ me, but I shall hamper some of ’.m. Wou’d the Governour were here to bear the brunt on’t, for they call us the evil Counsellors.
Here’s the young Rogue that drew upon us too, we have Rods in Piss for him, i’faith.
Enter _Timorous_ with _Bailiffs_, whispers to _Dullman_, after which to the _Bailiffs_.
_Tim._ Gadzoors, that’s he, do your Office.
_Bail._ We arrest you, Sir, in the King’s Name, at the suit of the honourable Justice _Timorous_.
_Haz._ Justice _Timorous_! who the Devil’s he?
_Tim._ I am the man, Sir, d’ye see, for want of a better; you shall repent, Guds zoors, your putting of tricks upon Persons of my Rank and Quality. [After he has spoke, he runs back as afraid of him.
_Tim._ Ay, Sir, my Rank and Quality; first I am one of the honourable Council, next, a Justice of Peace in _Quorum_, Cornet of a Troop of Horse, d’ye see, and Church-warden.
_Friend._ From whence proceeds this, Mr. Justice? you said nothing of this at Madam _Ranter’s_ yesterday; you saw him there, then you were good Friends.
_Tim._ Ay, however I have carried my Body swimmingly before my Mistress, d’ye see, I had Rancour in my Heart, Gads zoors.
_Friend._ Why, this Gentleman’s a Stranger, and but lately come ashore.
_Haz._ At my first landing I was in company with this Fellow and two or three of his cruel Brethren, where I was affronted by them, some Words pass’d, and I drew--
_Tim._ Ay, ay, Sir, you shall pay for’t,--why--what, Sir, cannot a civil Magistrate affront a Man, but he must be drawn upon presently?
_Friend._ Well, Sir, the Gentleman shall answer your Suit, and I hope you’ll take my Bail for him.
_Tim._ ‘Tis enough--I know you to be a civil Person.
_Timorous_ and _Dullman_ take their Places on a long Bench placed behind the Table, to them _Whimsey_ and _Whiff_, they seat themselves, then _Boozer_ and two or three more; who seat themselves: Then enter two, bearing a Bowl of Punch and a great Ladle or two in it; the rest of the Stage being fill’d with People.
_Whiff._ Brothers, it hath often been mov’d at the Bench, that a new Punch-Bowl shou’d be provided, and one of a larger Circumference; when the Bench sits late about weighty Affairs, oftentimes the Bowl is emptied before we end.