Clar. With all my heart, and Brass shall be our book-keeper. So get thee to work, man, as fast as thou canst: but not a word of all this to my master.
Brass. I'll observe my orders, Madam.
[Exit Brass.
Clar. I'll have the pleasure of telling him myself; he'll be violently delighted with it: 'tis the best man in the world, Araminta; he'll bring us rare company to-morrow, all sorts of gamesters; and thou shalt see my husband will be such a beast to be out of humour at it.
Aram. The monster——But hush, here's my dear approaching; pr'ythee let's leave him to Flippanta.
Flip. Ah, pray do, I'll bring you a good account of him, I'll warrant you.
Clar. Dispatch then, for the basset-table's in haste.
[Exit Clar. and Aram.
Flippanta sola.