Serv. Yes.
Constab. Pray acquaint his Worship we have got an unruly Woman here, and desire to know what he'll please to have done with her.
Serv. I'll acquaint my Master.
[Exit Serv.
Sir John. Hark you, Constable, what cuckoldly Justice is this?
Const. One that knows how to deal with such Romps as you are, I'll warrant you.
Enter Justice.
Just. Well, Mr. Constable, what is the matter there?
Const. An't please your Worship, this here comical sort of a Gentlewoman has committed great Outrages to-night. She has been frolicking with my Lord Rake and his Gang; they attacked the Watch, and I hear there has been a Man kill'd: I believe 'tis they have done it.
Sir John. Sir, there may have been Murder, for aught I know; and 'tis a great Mercy there has not been a Rape too—that Fellow wou'd have ravish'd me.