...random shot has confirmed his melancholy prophecy. Enter the BAILIE, greatly disordered ; the skirts of his Coat torn off and ragged. Bailie. My Conscience...Osbaldistone, d'ye think it was fair, when my foot slipptd, and I hung by the loins to the branch of a ragged thorn, to lenve me dangling, like the sign...

...which is left on the stage, and in his confusion puts it on his head. flailie. My conscience! Francis. Somewhat damaged, I perceive; but I heartily rejoice the case is no worse. Bailie. Thank ye, thank ye— the case is naetbing to brag o'— they кау a friend pricks as clore as а Mister....

...which is left on the stage, and in his confusion puts it on his head. Bailie. My conscience! Francis. Somewhat damaged, I perceive; but I heartily rejoice the case is no worse. Bailie. Thank ye, thank ye— the case is naething to brag o' — they say a friend sticks an close as a blister....

...which ii left upon the stage, and in his confusion puts it on his head. BAILIE. My conscience ! FRAN. Somewhat damaged, I perceive, but I heartily rejoice the case is no worse. BAILIE. Thank ye, thank ye, the case is naething to brag o'. They say a friend sticks as close as a blister. My conscience...

...he seizes a cocked hat, and in his confusion puts it on his head. Bailie. My conscience ! Francis. Somewhat damaged, I perceive ; but I heartily rejoice the case is no worse. Bailie. Thank ye, thank ye — the case is naething to brag o' — tliey say a friend sticks as close as a blister....

...himself. Shortly afterward Francis appears from another direction, and the following dialogue ensues : Bailie. My conscience. Frank. Somewhat damaged, I...heartily rejoice the case is no worse. Bailie. Thank ye, thank ye. The case is nothing to boast of. They say a friend sticks as close as a blister; I wish...