Brass. Yes, and if I make it good, you'll be the better for't; if not, I shall: so you see where the cause will pinch.
Dick. Why, you barbarous dog, you won't offer to——
Brass. No words now; about your business, march. Go stay for me at the next tavern: I'll go to Flippanta, and try what I can do for you.
Dick. Well, I'll go, but don't think to——O pox, Sir——
[Exit Dick.
Brass solus.
Brass. Will you be gone? A pretty title you'd have to sue me upon truly, if I shou'd have a mind to stand upon the defensive, as perhaps I may; I have done the rascal service enough to lull my conscience upon't I'm sure: But 'tis time enough for that. Let me see——First I'll go to Flippanta, and put a stop to this family way of match-making, then sell our necklace for what ready money 'twill produce; and by this time to-morrow I hope we shall be in possession of——t'other jewel here; a precious jewel, as she's set in gold: I believe for the stone itself we may part with it again to a friend——for a tester.
[Exit.