La. _Rod._ _Major Bramble_, and his Lady! Sir _Har._ Oh! my Lady _Toss-up_, Madam, has marry'd the _Major_; I met 'em coming from _Covent-Garden-Church_, with Five hundred Boys after 'em. _Enter_ Bramble, _and Lady_ Toss-up. _Bram._ Hearing, Madam, your Ladyship had almost engag'd your self, I was resolv'd to lay aside all Animosities, and let you know, I have taken to Wife the most incomparable Lady _Toss-up_. La. _Toss._ And that your Ladyship might not engross the whole Sex, I receiv'd the _Major_, to let you know I have room for one Lover. La. _Rod._ I never knew a more surprizing Couple, such a Conjunction's Policy indeed; State-Matches never have regard to Faces. [_Noise without._] Bring 'em along, bring 'em along. _Enter_ Constable, _and others, with_ Totty, Shrimp, _and_ Knapsack. _Col._ What means this Intrusion? _Con._ Is Sir _Harry Sprightly_ here? Sir _Har._ I am he. _Con._ An't please your Baronetship, searching some Houses of ill repute, in one of 'em we found these three Gentlemen, [_pointing to_ Totty _and_ Knapsack.] with three Women; and searching a little further, under a fat Whores Petticoats, we found this little Gentleman, [_Pointing to_ Shrimp.] but saying they belong'd to your Honour, we brought 'em hither before we went to the Justice. Sir _Har_. They do belong to me; here's a Crown for you to drink; pray leave us. _Tot_. If you be Sir _Harry Sprightly_, my Grand-Mother will be very angry when she hears how these Fellows ha' daub'd my Cloaths. Sir _Har_. [_To_ Shrimp.] Was that the Place I order'd you to carry the Boy to. _Tot_. Boy, the Gentlewoman I ha' been with, did'n't think mee a Boy. Sir _Har_. What Gentlewoman? _Tot_. Why, we ha been at the Tavern, where we drunk pure Sack, and saw Madam _Betty_, the Orange-Lady; and afterwards we went to fine Madam _Over-done_'s stately Lodgings in _Vinegar-Yard_, where we ha' been as merry as my Grand-Mother, when she gets drunk with _Plague-Water_. [_Feels his Pockets._] Ah Lard! Mr. _Shrimp_, where's my Hundred Pound Bill? Sir _Har_. The Lady you ha' been with, I guess, has pickt your Pocket, and these Fellows are to share it with her. _Tot_. She pick my Pocket! why she had a Furbelow-Scarf on. Sir _Har_. Come, come, I'll reimburse you, and send you back into the Country; you are not sharp enough for the Profession design'd you; where you may boast among your ignorant Acquaintance, that you have a perfect Knowledge o' the Town, for you have met with two very great Rogues, got drunk at a Tavern, been at a common Brothel, and have had your Pocket pickt of a Hundred Pounds. [_To_ Knapsack.] For you, Friend, the _Collonel_ will take care of you; [_To_ Shrimp.] and for you, Rascal----