Bev
, No; we have been companions in a rash voyage,
and the same storm has wrecked us both. Mine shall be self-upbraidings.
Stu. And will they feed us? You deal unkindly by me. I have sold and borrowed for you, while land or credit lasted; and now, when fortune should be tried, and my heart whispers me success, I am deserted; turned loose to beggary, while You have hoards.
Bev. What hoards? Name them, and take them.
Stu. Jewels.
Bev. And shall this thriftless hand seize Them too? My poor, poor wife! Must she lose all? I would not wound her so.
Stu. Nor I, but from necessity. One effort more, and fortune may grow kind. I have unusual hopes.
Bev. Think of some other means then.
Stu. I have; and you rejected them.