_Bon._ In plate, jewels, and money, as the saying is, you may. _Gib._ Why, then, Tyburn, I defy thee: I'll get up to town, sell off my horse and arms, buy myself some pretty employment in the law, and be as snug and as honest as e'er a long gown of them all. _Bon._ And what think you, then, of my daughter Cherry for a wife? _Gib._ Lookye, my dear Bonny, _Cherry is the goddess I adore_, as the song goes; but it is a maxim, that man and wife should never have it in their power to hang one another; for, if they should, the Lord have mercy upon them both. [_Exeunt._ ACT THE FIFTH. SCENE I. _The Inn._ _Knocking without._ _Enter_ BONIFACE. _Bon._ Coming, coming--a coach and six foaming horses at this time o'night! some great man, as the saying is, for he scorns to travel with other people. _Enter_ SIR CHARLES FREEMAN. _Sir C._ What, fellow! a public house, and abed when other people sleep? _Bon._ Sir, I an't abed, as the saying is. _Sir C._ I see that, as the saying is! Is Mr. Sullen's family abed, think ye? _Bon._ All but the 'squire himself, sir, as the saying is; he's in the house. _Sir C._ What company has he? _Bon._ Why, sir, there's the constable, Mr. Gage, the exciseman, the hunch-backed barber, and two or three other gentlemen. _Sir C._ I find my sister's letters gave me the true picture of her spouse. _Enter_ SULLEN, _drunk_. _Bon._ Sir, here's the 'squire. _Sul._ The puppies left me asleep----sir. _Sir C._ Well, sir. _Sul._ Sir, I am an unfortunate man--I have three thousand pounds a year, and I can't get a man to drink a cup of ale with me. _Sir C._ That's very hard. _Sul._ Ay, sir,--and unless you have pity upon me, and smoke one pipe with me, I must e'en go home to my wife, and I had rather go to the devil by half. _Sir C._ But I presume, sir, you won't see your wife to-night, she'll be gone to bed----you don't use to lie with your wife in that pickle. _Sul._ What! not lie with my wife! Why, sir, do you take me for an atheist, or a rake? _Sir C._ If you hate her, sir, I think you had better lie from her. _Sul._ I think so too, friend----but I am a justice of peace, and must do nothing against the law. _Sir C._ Law! as I take it, Mr. Justice, nobody observes law for law's sake, only for the good of those for whom it was made. _Sul._ But if the law orders me to send you to gaol, you must lie there, my friend. _Sir C._ Not unless I commit a crime to deserve it. _Sul._ A crime! oons, an't I married? _Sir C._ Nay, sir, if you call marriage a crime, you must disown it for a law. _Sul._ Eh!--I must be acquainted with you, sir,--but, sir, I should be very glad to know the truth of this matter. _Sir C._ Truth, sir, is a profound sea, and few there be that dare wade deep enough to find out the bottom on't. Besides, sir, I am afraid the line of your understanding mayn't be long enough.