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A TRAGEDY.
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thorn-bush or a briar after all. A plague upon't! I'll run no more after them if they should never be taken.—Who's there?

Enter a Companion.

COMPANION.

What, are you here, Gobus? I thought you had been in search of the robbers.

GOBUS.

So I was; but what does it signify? they have all got the start of us now, and we can scarcely expect they will have the civility to wait till we come up with them.

COMPANION.

Ay, Ay, Gobus, that is a lazy man's argument. Why, there was one of them seen by Bertram not five minutes since, with his head uncovered, stalking strangely amongst the trees like a madman, and he vows he will follow the scent through every path of the wood but he will have him, either alive or dead.

GOBUS.

But if he be a young stout robber, he may knock Bertram on the head in the mean time, and relieve him from the obligation of keeping his vow.

COMPANION.

Never fear that: his bugle-horn is by his side, and as soon as he comes up with him he will give