Daresby. You may catch your death of cold.
Corp. I’ll catch nothing but you. Come along, Sir, offer no resistance, for it’s of no use. I’m sorry for you, but I’ve a duty to perform, and a reward to get.
Daresby. What do you mean, fellow? Stand off!
Corp. Ho! guards there! [Daresby is surrounded.]
Daresby. This is some error. By whose warrant do you dare to apprehend one of his Majesty’s subjects?
Corp. No use in all that deception, Sir: all’s discovered now.
Daresby. What’s discovered, fellow, what deception? Who dares use such terms to me! You shall answer for your conduct, Sir; this shall not be passed over, I’ll warrant you.
Corp. I hope not, Sir.
Daresby. This is not to be endured. By whose orders do you presume to place me under arrest?