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CAPTAIN.
My life for yours, Sir G.o.dfrey.
SIR G.o.dFREY.
My Sister is very curious and dainty ore this Room, I can tell, and therefore if he must needs spit, I pray desire him to spit ith Chimney.
PYE.
Why, a.s.sure you, Sir G.o.dfrey, he shall not be brought up with so little manners to spit and spaul a'th flower.
SIR G.o.dFREY.
Why, I thank you, good Captain; pray have a care. Aye, fall to your Circle; we'll not trouble you, I warrant you: come, we'll in to the next Room, and be cause we'll be sure to keep him out there, we'll bar up the door with some of the G.o.dlies zealous work.
EDMOND.
That will be a find device, Nuncle, and because the ground shall be as holy as the door, I'll tear two or three rosaries in pieces, and strew the leaves about the Chamber.
[Thunders.]
Oh, the devil already.
[Runs in.]
PYE.
Sfoot, Captain, speak somewhat for shame; it lightens and thunders before thou wilt begin: why, when?
CAPTAIN.
Pray, peace, George,--thou'lt make me laugh anon and spoil all.
PYE.
Oh, now it begins again: now, now, now, Captain.
CAPTAIN.
Rumbos--ragdayon, pur, pur, colucundrion, Hois-Plois.
SIR G.o.dFREY.
Oh admirable Conurer! has fetcht Thunder already:
[Sir G.o.dfrey through the keyhole; within.]
PYE.
Hark, hark! again, Captain!
CAPTAIN.
Benjamino,--gaspois--kay--gosgothoteron--umbrois.
SIR G.o.dFREY.
Oh, I would the devil would come away quickly, he has no conscience to put a man to such pain.
PYE.
Again!
CAPTAIN.
Floste--Kakopumpos--dragone--Leloomenos--hodge--podge.
PYE.
Well said, Captain.
SIR G.o.dFREY.
So long a coming? oh, would I had ne'er begun't now, for I fear me these roaring tempests will destroy all the fruits of the earth, and tread upon my corn--oh!--ith Country.
CAPTAIN.
Gog de gog, hobgoblin, huncks, hounslow, hockley te coome parke.
WIDOW.
[At the door.] O brother, brother, what a tempests ith Garden: sure there's some conjuration abroad.
SIR G.o.dFREY.
Tis at home, sister!
PYE.
By and by, I'll step in, Captain.
CAPTAIN.
Nunck--Nunck--Rip--Gascoynes, Ipis, Drip--Dropite.
SIR G.o.dFREY.
He drips and drops, poor man! alas, alas.
PYE.
Now I come.
CAPTAIN.
O Sulphure Sooteface--
PYE.
Arch-conjurer, what wouldst thou with me?
SIR G.o.dFREY.
O the devil, sister, ith dining Chamber! sing, Sister, I warrant you that will keep him out: quickly, quickly, quickly.
[Goes in.]
PYE.
So, so, so, I'll release thee: ynough, Captain, ynough; allow us some time to laugh a little: they're shuddering and shaking by this time, as if an Earth-quake were in their kidneys.
CAPTAIN.
Sirrah, Goerge, how wast, how wast? did I doo't well ynough?
PYE.
Woult believe me, Captain? better then any Conjurer, for here was no harm in this, and yet their horrible expectation satisfied well. You were much beholding to thunder and lightning at this time: it gracst you well I can tell you.
