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THE ROBBERS.

Enter Switzer, Razman, Schufterle, and other robbers, from every side of the stage.

Switzer.

Ha! have we unkennel'd them at last? Give you joy, Roller!—It's long since I have wish'd to have a fair tilting-bout with the regulars.—Where is the Captain? Is all the band assembled? Have we ammunition enough?

Razman.

Plenty of that—but we're only eighty in all—not one to twenty!

Switzer.

So much the better—these poor dogs are shot at for sixpence—we fight for life and liberty—we'll pour down on them like the deluge—give them a volley like thunder!—Where the devil is our Captain?

Spiegelberg.

He deserts us at this extremity.—Is there no way left for an escape then?

Switzer.

Escape! coward, beast! may hell choke you

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