FATHER

Joy Crown ye both. pray what is't? None more gladly, So you'll confer upon him and estate Answering her portion. How! stolen away together! what plots are these? Rather your own, to ruin My only comfort. Pursue the villain. If the extremity Of Law can do it, I will hang him for't. If I can prove sir your least knowledge makes you A party in't, your state or mine shall crack for't. Comelets' to water: we perhaps may take them. Else my pains were fruitless. Chance brought us hither, for what ends I know not. But understanding you were here, I come To ask a Dam hter from you. My son said you sir? I hear that son of mine must be your heir; And I have herd what plots and circumventions You used to catch me: so you have sir f ely. My states mine own still, though my daughter's lost. Your scorn is well sir; And well becomes that supercilious gravity, Hath awed the city long, and frighted Rats Into the Counter. I acknowledge ear your kinsman's wounded, and there is A supposition by my daughters sweet heart. But how far this concerns me, be your self The judge. Sir I have suffered in my fame already Too much, to have more added by suspicion Of being accessary to and act Of such vile nature; and your self may sooner Prove guilty, if the circumstance be weighed You have made him your heir. You'll revoke your act! I am hard put to it. But sir suppose your kinsman did attempt Some practice upon him; ther's circumstance To make it probable. Suppose your cousin Repining at it that you should prefer Adoption before natural succession, Assaulted him first to remove him, who Defending so himself made the act lawful. There are plots In these proceedings. Might I sir be witness To and examination of your kinsman? The knowledge of the truth is of some consequence And does concern us. Bring in the Monsieur. Yes sir; with many trinkets that were yours. We met him: And for some reason you shall know anon Brought him back with us. It's needful sir this man should be committed; That being accused he may be soon produced Upon occasion. But he shall To make you give the law a satisfaction For all your villainies. Come forth my son, For so he is sir. He hath sir, and shall keep him His fair desert wone my conversion; And changed me from intents of punishing To and indulgent favourer. This hath been A villain to his life, and to his Fortune's; Whetted by envy to such practises As merit death when you shall hear the passages. A man that's guilty; that from foul intents Proceeded to and act would fly for safety: Instead of which Theophilus repaired To me, that then was labouring with revenge, First offers restitution of my daughter; Then passing on from declaration To declaration, made oh confident By his sweet innocence, he satisfied Mine anger, and gave peace unto my passion Nor was I patient to defer their joys (Which likewise are mine own but God them married This evening with a dispensation for it Before we came to you. Where by the way We met this Monsieur, and enforced him back: Whom straight his fears betrayed to a discovery Of what he was; no gentleman, but Kickshaw In's wenching clothes. Good sir forbear a little. Now he's mine I'll own him and the rather if you will Disclaim all interest in him. For your kinsman Some wise and powerful authority Must force truth from him. We by these Good. and Fat embrace. Are reconciled for ever. Will you sir Justify this on oath? Father's Servant returns.