BART. Twenty.
ROYS. Any fortune?
BART. Ten thousand.
ROYS. That’d just suit Jonathan! Pretty?
BART. Charming!
ROYS. That’d just suit me! Egad, suppose I try my luck? I’ve half a mind!
BART. Have a whole one! I’ve a notion you’ll succeed!
ROYS. But I know nobody here!
BART. I beg your pardon! you know me!