_Y. Mir._ Sir, I may go near to guess at your employments; you, sir, are a lawyer, I presume--you a physician, you a scrivener, and you a stock jobber.----All cut-throats, egad! [_Aside._
_4 Bra._ Sir, I am a broken officer; I was cashiered at the head of the army, for a coward, so I took up the trade of murder, to retrieve the reputation of my courage.
_3 Bra._ I am a soldier too, and would serve my king; but I don't like the quarrel, and I have more honour than to fight in a bad cause.
_2 Bra._ I was bred a gentleman, and have no estate; but I must have my whore and my bottle, through the prejudice of education.
_1 Bra._ I am a ruffian too; by the prejudice of education, I was born a butcher.--In short, sir, if your wine had come, we might have trifled a little longer.--Come, sir, which sword will you fall by? mine, sir?
_Y. Mir._ I scorn to beg my life; but to be butchered thus!--O, there's the wine!--this moment for [_Knocking._] my life or death.
Lost! for ever lost!--Where's the wine, child! [_Faintly._
_Enter_ DURETETE _with his Sword drawn, and six of the_ GRAND MUSQUETEERS, _with their Pieces presented, the_ RUFFIANS _drop their Swords_.--ORIANA _goes off_.
_Y. Mir._ The wine, the wine, the wine! Youth, pleasure, fortune, days and years, are now my own again! Ah, my dear friends! did not I tell you, this wine would make me merry?--Dear Captain, these gentlemen are the best natured, facetious, witty creatures, that ever you knew.
_Y. Mir._ O yes, madam, the wine is come----see there! [_Pointing to the_ SOLDIERS.] Your ladyship has got a very fine ring upon your finger.
_Y. Mir._ O ho! is it so? Thou dear seven hundred pound, thou'rt welcome home again, with all my heart!--Ad's my life, madam, you have got the finest built watch there! Tompion's, I presume?
_Y. Mir._ O madam, by no means, 'tis too much--Rob you of all!--[_Taking it from her._] Good, dear time, thou'rt a precious thing, I'm glad I have retrieved thee. [_Putting it up._] What, my friends neglected all this while! Gentlemen, you'll pardon my complaisance to the lady.--How now! is it civil to be so out of humour at my entertainment, and I so pleased with yours? Captain, you're surprised at all this--but we're in our frolics, you must know.--Some wine here!