Peachum----Only Captain Macheath----as fine as a Lord.
PEACHUM. To-morrow, Mrs. Dye, you shall set your own Price upon any of the
Goods you like----We have at least half a Dozen Velvet Scarfs, and all at
your Service. Will you give me leave to make you a Present of the Suit of
Night-clothes for your own wearing?----But are you sure it is Captain
MAcheath.
TRAPES. Though he thinks I have forgotten him; no body knows him better. I
have taken a great deal of the Captain's Money in my Time at second-hand,
for he always lov'd to have his ladies well drest.
PEACHUM. Mr. Lockit and I have a little Business with the Captain;---You
understand me----and we will satisfy you for Mrs. Coaxer's Debt.
LOCKIT. Depend upon it----We will deal like Men of Honour.
TRAPES. I don't enquire after your Affairs----so whatever happens, I wash
my hands on't----It hath always been my Maxim, that one Friend should assist
another----But if you please----I'll take one of the Scarfs home with me.
'Tis always good to have something in Hand.
Scene 7, Newgate.
LUCY.
Jealousy, Rage, Love and Fear are at once tearing me to pieces, How am I
weather-beaten and shatter'd with Distresses!
Air XLVII.--One Evening, having lost my Way, &c.
I'm like a Skiff on the Ocean tost,
Now high, now low, with each Billow born,
With her Rudder broke, and her Anchor lost,
Deserted and all forlorn.
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