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THE ROBBERS.
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Enter a Commissary.

Grimm.

Ha! here comes one of the blood-hounds of justice!

Swizter.

Kill him on the spot.—Don't let him open his mouth!

Moor.

Peace there! I'll hear what he has to say.

Commissary.

With your leave, gentlemen.——I have in my person the full authority of justice; and there are eight hundred soldiers here at hand, who watch over every hair of my head.

Switzer.

A very persuasive argument to stay our stomachs.

Moor.

Comrade, be quiet! Speak, Sir, and be brief.—What are your commands for us?

Commissary.

I come, Sir, by authority of that august magis-

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