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THE STRIPLING: A TRAGEDY.
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his playfellows, he is the master boy of them all, and reigns over them as bravely as any prince.

HUMPHRY.

Ay; woe is me for him!

ROBERT.

It is well, howsomever, that he knows nothing of it at present. Evil comes soon enough, God wot.

HUMPHRY.

Is my lady in her chamber?

ROBERT.

I thought I heard a noise as if she were. (Both draw close to the side scene to listen.) They told me she was gone to lay down; but she may be stirring now.

Enter Young Arden by the opposite side.

YOUNG ARDEN (aside).

Ha! there's old Humphry and Robert confabbing together. I am taller since I left home, and they have never seen me in a coat of this fashion: I think I may play them a trick. (Pulling his hat over his eyes, and speaking in a feigned voice.) Pray, ye good Sirs, is young Mr. Arden at home?

HUMPHRY.

No, Sir; have you any business with him? He's at school.