St. Patrick's day, or, the scheming lieutenant : a farce in one act by Richard Brinsley Sheridan
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who have we here?--Murder! Robbery! Fire! Rape! Gunpowder! Soldiers!
John! Susan! Bridget! _O'Con_. Good sir, don't be alarmed; I mean you no harm. _Just_. Thieves! Robbers! Soldiers! _O'Con_. You know my love for your daughter-- _Just_. Fire! Cut-throats! _O'Con_. And that alone-- _Just_. Treason! Gunpowder! _Enter a_ SERVANT _with a blunderbuss_. Now, scoundrel! let her go this instant. _Lau_. O papa, you'll kill me! _Just_. Honest Humphrey, be advised. Ay, miss, this way, if you please. _O'Con_. Nay, sir, but hear me---- _Just_. I'll shoot. _O'Con_. And you'll be convinced---- |
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