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37195	Farquhar, George	The Beaux-Stratagem: A comedy in five acts			.txt	text/plain	22379	3958	98	_Bon._ Why, sir, the man's well enough; says little, thinks less, and _Mrs. Sul._ But I must tell you, sir, that this is not to be borne. _Mrs. Sul._ Have a care of coming near his temples, Scrub, for fear you _Mrs. Sul._ You like nothing; your time is not come; love and death have _Mrs. Sul._ O, sir, I thank you--What a handsome bow the fellow made! _Arch._ In very good hands, sir--You were taken just now with one of _Mrs. Sul._ Pray, sir, [_To_ ARCHER.] how d'ye like that piece? _Mrs. Sul._ Pray, sir, what head is that in the corner, there? _Mrs. Sul._ A famous hand, sir. _Mrs. Sul._ What shall we do, sir? _Arch._ Come hither, brother Scrub; don't you know me? _Mrs. Sul._ Oh, with you, dear sir, with you. _Arch._ Ay, my lady, a bed would do very well----Madam, [_To_ MRS.	./cache/37195.txt	./txt/37195.txt