Stu. Why, farewel Lewson then; and farewel to my fears. This night secures me. I'll wait the event within.
[Exit.
SCENE VI. changes to the street. Stage darkened.
Enter Beverley.
Bev. How like an out-cast do I wander! Loaded with every curse, that drives the soul to desperation! The midnight robber, as he walks his rounds, sees by the glimmering lamp my frantic looks, and dreads to meet me. Whither am I going? My home lies there; all that is dear on earth it holds too; yet are the gates of death more welcome to me. I'll enter it no more—Who passes there? Tis Lewson. He meets me in a gloomy hour; and memory tells me, he has been meddling with my fame.
SCENE VII.
Enter Lewson.
Lew. Beverley! Well met. I have been busy in your affairs.
Bev. So I have heard, Sir; and now must thank you for't.
Lew. To-morrow I may deserve your thanks. Late as it is, I go to Bates. Discoveries are making that an arch villain trembles at.