Twi. Why, then, upon my soul, it was more than I did—I wish I may be sacrificed——
Sir Luke. Well, well, you are going to be sacrificed—Don't be impatient.
Twi. But, gentlemen—Sir Luke!
[The Guards seize him.
Lady. Dear Mr. Twineall, I am afraid you will have occasion for the dignity of all my ancestors to support you under this trial.
Sir Luke. And have occasion for all my courage too.
Twi. But, Sir—but, gentlemen——
Sir Luke. Oh! I wou'd not be in your coat, fashionable as it is, for all the Sultan's dominions.
[Exit Sir Luke and Lady—Twineall, and
Guards—separately.