Enter Money-trap.
Mon. Well, my best friend, how go matters? Has the restitution been received, ha? Was she pleas'd with it?
Flip. Yes, truly; that is, she was pleas'd to see there was so honest a man in this immoral age.
Mon. Well, but a——does she know that 'twas I that——
Flip. Why, you must know I begun to give her a little sort of a hint, and——and so——why, and so she begun to put on a sort of a severe, haughty, reserv'd, angry, forgiving air. But soft; here she comes: you'll see how you stand with her presently: but don't be afraid. Courage.
Mon. He, hem.
Enter Clarissa.
'Tis no small piece of good fortune, Madam, to find you at home: I have often endeavour'd it in vain.
Clar. 'Twas then unknown to me, for if I cou'd often receive the visits of so good a friend at home, I shou'd be more reasonably blam'd for being so much abroad.
Mon. Madam, you make me——