Tim. I’m of the Colonel’s Opinion, they deserve to hang for’t.
Dull. Why, Brother, I thought you had [wish’d that the Plot] had been yours but now.
Tim. Ay, but the Case is alter’d since that, good Brother.
Well. Now he’s exasperated past all hopes of a Reconciliation.
Dull. You must make use of the Statesman’s Refuge, wise Dissimulation.
Brag. For all this, Sir, he will not believe but that you mean honourably, and no Persuasions could hinder him from coming, so he has dismiss’d all his Soldiers, and is entring the Town on foot.
Well. What pity ’tis a brave Man should be guilty of an ill Action.
Brag. But the noise of his danger has so won the Hearts of the Mobile, that they increase his Train as he goes, and follow him in the Town like a Victor.
Well. Go wait his coming. Exit Brag.
He grows too popular and must be humbled.