The Alchemist by Ben Jonson
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page 95 of 372 (25%)
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SUB. 'Sprecious! -- What do you mean? go in, good lady, Let me entreat you. [DOL RETIRES.] -- Where's this varlet? [RE-ENTER FACE.] FACE. Sir. SUB. You very knave! do you use me thus? FACE. Wherein, sir? SUB. Go in and see, you traitor. Go! [EXIT FACE.] MAM. Who is it, sir? SUB. Nothing, sir; nothing. MAM. What's the matter, good sir? I have not seen you thus distemper'd: who is't? SUB. All arts have still had, sir, their adversaries; But ours the most ignorant. -- [RE-ENTER FACE.] What now? |
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