Bates. Is it a wonder then to see me? The forces are in readiness, and only wait for orders. Where's Beverley?
Stu. At last night's rendezvous, waiting for Me. Is Dawson with you?
Bates. Dressed like a nobleman; with money in his pocket, and a set of dice that shall deceive the devil.
Stu. That fellow has a head to undo a nation. But for the rest, they are such low-mannered, ill-looking dogs, I wonder Beverley has not suspected them.
Bates. No matter for manners and looks: do You supply them with money, and they are gentlemen by profession. The passion of gaming casts such a mist before the eyes, that the nobleman shall be surrounded with sharpers, and imagine himself in the best company.
Stu. There's that Williams too: it was He, I suppose, that called at Beverley's with the note this morning. What directions did you give him?
Bates. To knock loud, and be clamorous. Did not you see him?
Stu. No. The fool sneaked off with Jarvis. Had he appeared within-doors, as directed, the note had been discharged. I waited there on purpose. I want the women to think well of me; for Lewson's grown suspicious; he told me so himself.
Bates. What answer did you make him?
Stu. A short one. That I would see him soon, for farther explanation.