Enter Fetherfool and Blunt, staring about, after
them Shift. Shift. Well, Gentlemen, this is the Doctor's House, and
your fifty Pistoles has made him intirely yours; the Ladies too are
here in safe Custody- Come, draw Lots who shall have the Dwarf, and
who the Giant. [They draw. Feth. I have the Giant. Blunt. And I the
little tiny Gentlewoman. Shift. Well, you shall first see the Ladies,
and then prepare for your Uncle Moses, the old Jew Guardian, before
whom you must be very grave and sententious: You know the old Law was
full of Ceremony. Feth. Well, I long to see the Ladies, and to have
the first Onset over. Shift. I'll cause 'em to walk forth immediately.
[Goes out. Feth. My Heart begins to fail me plaguily- would I could
see 'em a little at a Distance before they come slap dash upon a Man.
[Peeping. Hah!- Mercy upon us!- What's yonder!- Ah, Ned my Monster is
as big as the Whore of Babylon- Oh I'm in a cold Sweat- [Blunt pulls
him to peep, and both do so. Oh Lord! she's as tall as the St.
Christopher in Notre-dame at Paris, and the little one looks like the
Christo upon his Shoulders- I shall ne'er be able to stand the first
Brunt. Blunt. 'Dsheartlikins, whither art going? [Pulls him back.
Feth. Why only- to- say my Prayers a little- I'll be with thee
presently. [Offers to go, he pulls him.
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