Sr. Iohn. Please to kneel Sir [#To Count bubble who kneels#] I, Sr. Iohn Ketch, Knight, and Officer of Parnassus, by Virtue of a Power from Appollo, In Consideration of your Subtle and undetectable deceit in the Noble Science of Defence, vulgarly call'd Sharping, do invest You With these Insignia-- Which are a Ribbon of the Genuin Tyburn garotte, with a Box Pendant, two loaded Dice, and a Knave of Diamonds for a Star; bearing henceforth, the Arms of Gaming, which are, a Pack of Cards in a Green Field; two reoin'd Lords for Supporters, a Cat and nine Tails for a Crest and, I have touch'd them for a motto; So rise up Count Hunt. bubble, Marquiss of Slip Card, Barron de Pharo-Bank, and Knight of the Noble Order of Sharpors. Omn. Bravo, bravo (#all Clap#) Count. Seignior Marforio, The Honours you have Conferr'd Me, will bind me Your Friend everlastingly. If you call upon me any Evening at the Bedford, I shall be glad to See you. To night I am engaged to deal at my Lady High-life's;-- His Grace and Miss will be there, and we expect to touch roundly. Yours, Yours Exit Omn. Ha, ha, ha. Hyd. An Admiral Reward for his Ingenuity. Sr. Eter. Extremely ridiculous I vow; and very Iust. Pas. Have you any more Offenders to Produce. Mar. No more-- But here is a Presentment against one Charles Macklin, Comedian, of the Theatre Royal in Covent Garden. Omn. Ha, ha, ha, O pray let us hear that. Pas. The Substance of it is, That he hath written a strange hotch-potch Farce, and puff'd it upon the Town as written after the manner of Aristophanes and the Pasquinades of the Italian Theatre.-- Gentlemen, This is an Affair entirely Cognizable to the Town; All I can Say upon it is, That, if you Condemn him, I will take Care the Blockhead shall never trouble you again-- In the manner of Aristophanes. Omn. Ay, ay, damn him, Damn him. Omn. No, no, Save him, save him. Pas. Well Gentlemen, since you are divided we must respit Sentence till he appears in Person the next Court day. Gentlemen and Ladies, Our Examinations are over for to Night. We must adjourn, for I am afraid we have detain'd the Town too long. Hyd. Mr. Pasquin, You have Satyrized Your Sharpor with great Humour and Propriety. And I like the Choice of several of your Characters very well. But I am afraid the Critics will Condemn Your Piece for want of a Plot Bob. Very true, You shou'd have had a Plot Pasquin. Pas. Bless me Gentlemen! I am amaz'd at this Criticism. I expected great Approbation for the Newness and Dexterity of my Plot. Hyd. Ay! pray what is the Plot? Pas. I thought, by this time that it was known to ev'ry Person in the Audience. The Plot Sir, is, the filling of this House-- don't you see how thick it is. Hyd. Ha, ha, ha, ha, very well, and now it is unravelled; extremely Clear! a very good Plott I protest. Omn. O very Clear, very clear. Dia. But Mr. Pasquin, You have no love, nor Marriage in Your Farce; that is a fault, a very great fault.