Bates. The repetition pleases you, I see. I told you, he fell without a groan.
Stu. What heard you of him this morning?
Bates. That the watch found him in their rounds, and alarmed the servants. I mingled with the crowd just now, and saw him dead in his own house. The sight terrified me.
Stu. Away with terrors, till his ghost rise and accuse us. We have no living enemy to fear—unless 'tis Beverley; and him we have lodged safe in prison.
Bates. Must He be murdered too?
Stu. No; I have a scheme to make the law his murderer. At what hour did Lewson fall?
Bates. The clock struck twelve, just as I turned to leave him. 'Twas a melancholy bell, I thought, tolling for his death.
Stu. The time was lucky for us. Beverley was arrested at one, you say?
[To Dawson.
Daw. Exactly.