A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 11

ACT III., SCENE I.

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_Enter_ STRANGE, _knocking at a door_.

STRANGE. Lies Captain Pouts here, pray?

_Enter a_ SERVINGMAN.

SER. Sir, he does.

STRANGE. I prythee, tell him here's a gentleman would speak with him.

SER. What may I call your name, sir?

STRANGE. No matter for my name.

SER. Troth, sir, the Captain is somewhat doubtful of strangers; and being, as most captains are, a little in debt, I know he will not speak with you, unless you send your name.

STRANGE. Tell him my name is Strange; that I am come About that business he spake of to-day. [_Exit_ SERVANT. To have sent a formal challenge by a gentleman, He being to choose his time, might peradventure Have made him shift himself the sooner over.

_Enter_ POUTS _above_.

CAPT. POUTS. Sir, I know your business. You are come to serve a warrant or a citation: I will not speak with you; and get you gone quickly too, or I may happen send a bullet through your mazzard. [_Exit._

STRANGE. Strange cross! past expectation! well, I'll try; My other course may speed more happily. [_Exit._