Brazen. Never mind him, child; I'll end the dispute presently. Harkye, my dear!
[Takes Plume to one Side of the Stage, and entertains
him in dumb Show.
Kite. Sir, he in the plain coat is Captain Plume; I am his serjeant, and will take my oath on't.
Syl. What! you are serjeant Kite?
Kite. At your service.
Syl. Then I would not take your oath for a farthing.
Kite. A very understanding youth of his age: but I see a storm coming.
Syl. Now, serjeant, I shall see who is your captain, by your knocking down the other.
Kite. My captain scorns assistance, sir.
Brazen. How dare you contend for any thing, and not dare to draw your sword? But you are a young fellow, and have not been much abroad; I excuse that; but pr'ythee, resign the man, pr'ythee do: you are a very honest fellow.