Shar. Poor Girl, she weeps too; I suppose for the same Reason, to put me in Mind of her; never fear, Lucy. I'll not forget you; you have been a good Girl and managed my Concerns with great Skill and Decency.
Doct. Proceed, Sir.
Shar. Unto Harriet Lovewealth my Niece that shall be, I do give—(Lucy, you know where they are) a set of Diamond Bracelets which were mortgaged to me and forfeited by the Welch Lady that used to game so much.
Lucy. I have them in this Casket, Sir.
Shar. Give them to me—there—I give them Harriet, but first kiss me, Hussy—I will have a Kiss for them. (Kisses her and gives her the bracelets)
Bell. Impudent Rascal!
Shar. Item, to Lucy who for many years has served me faithfully—and who used to flatter me in all my little Foibles.
Lucy. Sure never was so generous and grateful a Master. (Cries)
Shar. To her I bequeath, when she marries, one thousand pounds, provided it be with that honest Lad Shark, not a Farthing else.
Bell. How Sir, a thousand Pounds; it is too much.