A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 401 pages of information about A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2.

A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 401 pages of information about A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2.

Lady.  Stay, officers; all accessaries are
As liable to punishment for murder
As those who act it.  I confesse twas I
Enforcd my son to slay that gentleman. 
Your warrant extends to take me with him.

Tho.  Alas, beleive her not; greife for her sonne Has made her franticke.

Lady.  By heaven tis truth! 
If you refuse to execute your office
I shall confesse my act unto the Judg
And soe condemne you of partiality. 
My Sonn knowes this is truth.

Y.  M.  I must acknowledge
Mr. Alexander oft did instigate me
To kill him.

Con.  Sir, you must clere your selfe of this.

Alex.  Who?  I?  Goe, take the babe from its Mothers teat and taxe him with this crime.  I accessary to a murder! goe to.

Con.  Why, and goe to, sir, and avoid resistance; You must goe.  Will your ladiship walke with us?

Lady.  Yes, most willingly. 
I doe this most abhorrid life despise
Since tis to iustice a iust sacrifice.

[Exeunt omnes.

(SCENE 2.)

A Table:  Enter Judge,[127] Sir Geffery, Crackbie,
Suckett, and Bunch
.

Sir Hu.  I doe admire this accident:  since I have sat Judge I have not knowne any such tryall.

Sir Gef.  Tis certaine, sir; but looke you, sir, Ile tell you.  You do perceive me sir:  as Ime a gentleman I lov’d the lady; but she, out of her pride, I thinke, or else I were to b[lame] to say soe, scornd me.  Marke you that, sir? understand you that?

Sir Hu.  You question my understanding very much, good Sir Geffe[rey].  But pray you, sir, being here more conversant then I, c[ould] you informe me how this quarrell grew twixt her [and Mr.] Thurston?

Sir Gef.  Yes, yes, I can;—­but let me see, I have almost forgott; to say truth, I never heard the reason, but as the wisest guess—­hum, hum—­he should have had her daughter.

Crac.  I might have had her my self, you know, uncle.

Sir Gef.  Peace, Nephew, peace, give Justice leave to speake.—­As I related, the reason I related, Sir, was as I told you.

Sir Hu.  You told me nothing yet, Sir Geffery.

Sir Gef.  Noe? did I not say he should have had her daughter?

Sir Hu.  You did; but what does that conduce to their dissention?

Sir Gef.  Oh sir, the originall efficient cause,—­you understand me? for suspition whispers he had given her a foule blow and would have left her.

Crac.  Nay, by my birthright, uncle, the child was not his alone, for I dare sweare I had a hand at least in it.  I did endevor fort, did I not, Captaine?

Suc.  Yes, there are others to as well as you; yes, she has struck her top sayle to a man of warr; she has bin boarded, sir, I can assure you.

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