Air XXIV. When First I Laid Siege to My Chloris, &c.
Macheath.
At the Tree I shall suffer with Pleasure,
At the Tree I shall suffer with Pleasure,
Let me go where I will,
In all kinds of Ill,
I shall find no such Furies as these are.
Peachum. Ladies, I’ll take care the Reckoning shall be discharged.
Exit Macheath, guarded with Peachum and Constables.
Mrs. Vixen. Look ye, Mrs. Jenny, though Mr. Peachum may have made a private Bargain with you and Suky Tawdry for betraying the Captain, as we were all assisting, we ought all to share alike.
Mrs. Coaxer. I think Mr. Peachum, after so long an Acquaintance, might have trusted me as well as Jenny Diver.
Mrs. Slammekin. I am sure at least three Men of his hanging, and in a Year’s time too (if he did me Justice) should be set down to my Account.
Trull. Mrs. Slammekin, that is not fair. For you know one of them was taken in Bed with me.
Jenny. As far as a Bowl of Punch or a Treat, I believe Mrs. Suky will join with me.—As for any thing else, Ladies, you cannot in Conscience expect it.
Mrs. Slammekin. Dear Madam—
Trull. I would not for the World—
Mrs. Slammekin. ’Tis impossible for me—
Trull. As I hope to be sav’d, Madam—
Mrs. Slammekin. Nay, then I must stay here all Night—
Trull. Since you command me.
Exeunt with great Ceremony.