Bev. Whence are they to proceed? I have nothing left.
Stu. (Sighing)
Then we're indeed undone. What, nothing? No moveables? nor useless trinkets? Bawbles, locked up in caskets, to starve their owners? I have ventured deeply for you.
Bev. Therefore this heart-ake; for I am lost beyond all hope.
Stu. No : means may be found to save us. Jarvis is rich. Who made him so? This is no time for ceremony.
Bev. And is it for dishonesty? The good old man! Shall I rob Him too? My friend would grieve for't. No; let the little that he has, buy food and cloathing for him.
Stu. Good morning then.
[Going.
Bev. So hasty! Why, then good morning.
Stu. And when we meet again, upbraid me. Say it was I that tempted you. Tell Lewson so; and tell him I have wronged you: he has suspicions of me, and will thank you.