Stu. I'll not persuade you.
Bev. I am persuaded; by reason too; the strongest reason—necessity. Oh! could I once regain the height I have fallen from, heaven should forsake me in my latest hour, if I again mixed in these scenes, or sacrificed the husband's peace, his joy and best affections to avarice and infamy!
Stu. I have resolved like You; and since our motives are so honest, why should we fear success?
Bev. Come on then. Where shall we meet?
Stu
, At Wilson's—Yet if it hurts you, leave me: I have misled you often.
Bev. We have misled each other—But come! Fortune is fickle, and may be tired with plaguing us. There let us rest our hopes.
Stu. Yet think a little.
Bev. I cannot—Thinking but distracts me.
When desperation leads, all thoughts are vain;
Reason would lose, what rashness may obtain.