Aim. Again, sirrah;——Well, landlord, what you please; but hold, I have a small charge of money, and your house is so full of strangers, that I believe it may be safer in your custody than mine; for when this fellow of mine gets drunk, he minds nothing—Here, sirrah, reach me the strong box.
Arch. Yes, sir,——this will give us reputation. [Aside.—Brings the Box.
Aim. Here, landlord, the locks are sealed down, both for your security and mine; it holds somewhat above two hundred pounds; if you doubt it, I'll count it to you after supper: But be sure you lay it where I may have it at a minute's warning: for my affairs are a little dubious at present; perhaps I may be gone in half an hour, perhaps I may be your guest till the best part of that be spent; and pray order your ostler to keep my horses ready saddled: But one thing above the rest I must beg, that you would let this fellow have none of your Anno Domini, as you call it;—for he's the most insufferable sot——Here, sirrah, light me to my chamber.
Arch. Yes, sir!
[Exit, lighted by Archer.
Bon. Cherry, daughter Cherry.
Enter Cherry.
Cher. D'ye call, father?
Bon. Ay, child, you must lay by this box for the gentleman, 'tis full of money.
Cher. Money! all that money! why sure, father, the gentleman comes to be chosen parliament man. Who is he?