Andre: You know, Mr. Roger, I've been here everyday lately without finding your master. If he cannot pay me today, tomorrow I will swear out a warrant against him and you know it very well.
Roger: (aside)
This will ruin us.
Richly:
What's this all about?
Roger: I will explain everything to you when we are alone. Nothing to be concerned about!
Andre: A mere business of one hundred pounds owed to me for which I have a receipt and a judgement which I intend to put into execution.
Richly:
What's he talking about, Roger?
Roger:
He's a fiend who will do just what he says.
Richly:
Edward owes you—?
Andre: Yes, indeed, Mr. Edward Richly, a child whose father is off somewhere and who will be pleasantly surprised on his return when he learns of the life his son has led in his absence.
Roger:
This doesn't look too good.