Mrs. Bev. But not by violence—Remember you have sworn it: I had been silent else.
Lew. You need not doubt me; I shall be cool as patience.
Mrs. Bev. See him to-morrow then.
Lew. And why not now? By heaven, the veriest worm that crawls is made of braver spirit than this Stukely. Yet for my promise, I'll deal gently with him. I mean to watch his looks: from those, and from his answers to my charge, much may be learnt. Next I'll to Bates, and sift him to the bottom. If I fail there, the gang is numerous, and for a bribe will each betray the other. Good night; I'll lose no time.
[Exit.
Mrs. Bev. These boisterous spirits! how they wound me! But reasoning is in vain. Come, Charlotte; we'll to our usual watch. The night grows late.
Char. I am fearful of events; yet pleased—To-morrow may relieve us.
[Going.
SCENE II.
Enter Jarvis.