Lew. It must be so; we live but for each other. Keep what you know a secret; and when we meet to-morrow, more may be known. Farewell.
[Exit.
Char. My poor, poor sister! how would this wound her! But I'll conceal it, and speak comfort to her.
[Exit.
SCENE V. changes to a room in the gaming-house.
Enter Beverley, and Stukely.
Bev. Whither would you lead me?
[Angrily.
Stu. Where we may vent our curses.
Bev. Ay, on yourself, and those damned counsels that have destroyed me. A thousand fiends were in that bosom, and all let loose to tempt me—I had resisted else.