For my having broke Prison, you see, Gentlemen, I am order'd immediate Execution. -- -- The Sheriff's Officers, I believe, are now at th Door. -- -- That Jemmy Twitcher should peach me, I own surpris'd me! -- -- 'Tis a plain Proof that the World is all alike, and that even our Gang can no more trust one another than other People. Therefore, I beg you, Gentlemen, look well to yourselves, for in all probability you may live some Months longer.

    We are heartily sorry, Captain, for your Misfortune. -- -- But 'tis what we must all come to.

   Peachum and Lockit, you know, are infamous Scoundrels. Their Lives are as much in your Power, as yours are in theirs. -- -- Remember your dying Friend! -- -- 'Tis my last Request. -- -- Bring those Villains to the Gallows before you, and I am satisfied.

    We'll do it.

    Miss Polly and Miss Lucy intreat a Word with you.

    Gentlemen, adieu.