Adeline. Heavens! when will my miseries end! Speak, friends, what would you have?
1 Rob. What you have.
Adeline. If it is our lives you seek, they are so care worn, that in resigning them, we part with that which is scarce worth the keeping.
Gregory. 'Tis very true indeed. Pray don't take them, gentlemen;—they'll do you no kind of good.
2 Rob. Peace!
1 Rob. Marry, a well favoured boy. Say, youth, whence came you, and whither bound?
Adeline. I scarce know whither; but I came far inland; sent by my father to the wars; his sword the sole inheritance his age can leave me. This man, a faithful servant of our cottage, in simple love has followed me.
1 Rob. Well, youth; be of good cheer—He, who has little, has little to lose; and a soldier's pocket is seldom much lighter for emptying. Come; you must both with us—bring them to our captain's cave.
[Exeunt First and Fourth Robber.
Gregory. Oh lud; oh lud! Dear, good, sweet faced gentlemen!