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good errand, Cool, you are ſending me to do juſtice to the oppreſſed and injured; but notwithſtanding that I ſee myſelf come in for 200l. Scots, yet I begged a little time to conſider the matter And ſince I find you are as much maſter of reaſon now as ever, and more than ever, I will reaſon upon the matter in its general view, and then with reſpect to the expediency of my being the meſſenger; and this I will do with all manner of frankneſs. From what you have ſaid, I ſee clearly what your preſent condition is, ſo that I need not aſk any more queſtions upon that head; and you need not bid me take courage and not be afraid of you, for at this moment I am no more afraid of you than a new-born child.
Cool. Well, ſay on.
Ogil. Tell me then, ſince ſuch is your ability that you can fly a thouſand miles in the twinkling of an eye, if your deſire to do the oppreſſed juſtice, be as great as you pretend, what's the reaſon you don't fly to the coffers of fome rich Jew or Banker where are thouſands of gold and ſilver, inviſibly lift and inviſibly return it to the coffers of the injured? And ſince your wife has ſufficient fund, and more, why cannot you empty her purſe, inviſibly, to make theſe people amends?
Cool. Becauſe I cannot.
Ogil. If theſe things be rectified, you would be eaſy and happy; I don't at all credit that, for whatever juſtice may be done to the
