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Enter Plackett.

Plack. Sir Toby, Madam is coming up: All your Visitants will be here before your Frenchman will have done.

Frenchman. Patience, Patience. Me bot ajoute de Jardiniere, and de Sortis, and put on de Assassinat, and me make done.

Lad. Dor. Pray dispatch.

Frenchman. 'Tis make don: And now, begar, der be no Lady in France nor England more Propre—Parbleu, your Ladyship be de ver beautiful Lady; de Engliss Lady be ver handsom, begar.

Lad. Dor. Your Ten Guinea's are upon the Table.

Frenchman. Ah! Madam—Votre tres humble Valeet—De honour of serving de Engliss Lady, be more dan de profit—[Aside.] Now, begar, me vill go into Hollande, and make de Farce of de Engliss Lady vid deir greate Top-Knot; me have got deir mony, and now me vill laugh at dem vid all mine 'earts. Ha! Ha! Ha![Exit Frenchman.

First Ind. Woman. Pray be pleas'd, Madam, to order us to be paid before Sir Toby comes up.

Second Ind. Woman. We had rather lose our money, than be expos'd to his foul-mouth'd Raillery.

Enter Sir Toby.

Sir Toby repeating.

Th' adorning thee with so much Art, Is but a barbarous Skill: 'Tis like the poys'ning of a Dart, Too ap't before to kill.

What! adzooks, always these Pedlars at your Toilette.

Ind. Women. Pedlars! adzooks, no more than your Worship's a Pimp, if you go to that.

Sir