_Arch_. Rot the money! my wench is gone.--[_To Count Bellair_.] _Savez-vous quelquechase de Mademoiselle Cherry?_ {161} _Enter a Countryman with a strong-box and a letter_. _Coun_. Is there one Martin here? _Arch_. Ay, ay--who wants him? _Coun_. I have a box here, and letter for him. _Arch_. [_Taking the box_.] Ha! ha! ha! what's here? Legerdemain!--By this light, my lord, our money again!--But this unfolds the riddle.--[_Opening the letter_.] Hum, hum, hum!--Oh, 'tis for the public good, and must be communicated to the company. [_Reads_. Mr. Martin, lyo My father being afraid of an impeachment by the rogues that are taken to-night, is gone off; but if you can procure him a pardon, he'll make great discoveries that may be useful to the country. Could I have met you instead of your master to-night, I would have delivered myself into your hands, with a sum that much exceeds that in your strong-box, which I have sent you, with an assurance to my dear Martin that I shall ever be his most faithful friend till death. CHERRY BONIFACE. There's a billet-doux for you! As for the father, I think he ought to be encouraged; and for the daughter--pray, my Lord, persuade your bride to take her into her service instead of Gipsy. {184} _Aim_. I can assure you, madam, your deliverance was owing to her discovery. _Dor_. Your command, my Lord, will do without the obligation. I 'll take care of her. _Sir Chas_. This good company meets opportunely in favour of a design I have in behalf of my unfortunate sister. I intend to part her from her husband--gentlemen, will you assist me? {192} _Arch_. Assist you! 'sdeath, who would not? _Count Bel_. Assist! garzoon, we all assist! _Enter Squire Sullen_. _Squire Sul_. What 's all this? They tell me, spouse, that you had like to have been robbed. _Mrs. Sul_. Truly, spouse, I was pretty near it, had not these two gentlemen interposed. _Squire Sul_. How came these gentlemen here? _Mrs. Sul_. That's his way of returning thanks, you must know. {201} _Count Bel_. Garzoon, the question be apropos for all dat. _Sir Chas_. You promised last night, sir, that you would deliver your lady to me this morning. _Squire Sul_. Humph! _Arch_. Humph! what do you mean by humph? Sir, you shall deliver her--in short, sir, we have saved you and your family; and if you are not civil, we 'll unbind the rogues, join with 'em, and set fire to your house. What does the man mean? not part with his wife! {211} _Count Bel_. Ay, garzoon, de man no understan common justice. _Mrs. Sul_. Hold, gentlemen, all things here must move by consent, compulsion would spoil us; let my dear and I talk the matter over, and you shall judge it between us. _Squire Sul_. Let me know first who are to be our judges. Pray, sir, who are you? _Sir Chas_. I am Sir Charles Freeman, come to take away your wife. {221}