Aim. What's the matter? you tremble, child; you're frighted. [99]
Cher. No wonder, sir—But, in short, sir, this very minute a gang of rogues are gone to rob my Lady Bountiful's house.
Aim. How!
Cher. I dogged 'em to the very door, and left 'em breaking in.
Aim. Have you alarmed anybody else with the news?
Cher. No, no, sir, I wanted to have discovered the whole plot, and twenty other things, to your man Martin; but I have searched the whole house, and can't find him: where is he? [110]
Aim. No matter, child; will you guide me immediately to the house?
Cher. With all my heart, sir; my Lady Bountiful is my godmother, and I love Mrs. Dorinda so well—
Aim. Dorinda! the name inspires me, the glory and the danger shall be all my own.—Come, my life, let me but get my sword. [Exeunt.