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ROBERT
LOWELL
SECOND SoLDIER
I've had enough. We ought to throw
them all
in
jail.
FIRST SoLDIER
ROBIN
Go
easy.
(Walking shyly up to
SoLDIERS)
Sir,
I need your guidance, I'm looking for
my kinsman, Major Molineux.
FIRST SoLDIER
Watch your words!
SECOND SOLDIER
Damn your insolence
I
FIRST SoLDIER
We'll haul you to the Major'S court.
(Shots and screams off stage.
SOLDIERS
leave on the run.)
MAN
(Pointing to
ROBIN)
He's one of us.
MAN WITH MUG
He
is
a spy.
CROWD
Both boys are spies or Tories.
TAVERN KEEPER
(Drawing
ROBIN
over to the poster)
CROWD
Boy
ROBIN
Look,
Do
you see
this
poster, boy? It
says,
"Indentured servant, Jonah Mudge:
ran from his master's house, gray coat,
oak cudgel, leather pants, small brother,
and his master's third best hat.
Pound sterling's offered any man
who nabs and lodges him in jail."
Trudge off, Young Man, you'd better trudge!
Trudge, Jonah Mudge, you'd better trudge!
They're drunk. You'd better hit them, Robin.
They'd only break my stick and brains.
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