Const. Who could see him want, she loves?
Enter SETSTONE.
Isa. O here's Mr Setstone come, your jeweller, madam.
Const. Welcome, Setstone; hast thou performed thy visit happily, and without discovery?
Set. As you would wish it, madam: I went up to his chamber without interruption; and there found him drowning his cares, and pacifying his hunger, with sleep; which advantage I took, and; undiscovered by him, left the gold divided in his pockets.
Const. Well, this money will furnish him, I hope, that we may have his company again.
Set. Two hundred and fifty good pounds, madam. Has your father missed it yet?
Const. No; if he had, we should have all heard on't before now: But, pray God Monsieur Loveby has no other haunts to divert him, now he's ransomed! What a kind of woman is his landlady?
Set. Well enough to serve a tailor; or to kiss when he comes home drunk, or wants money; but far unlikely to create jealousy in your ladyship.
Enter Servant.