Bendish: (still hesitating)
Sir?
Worthy: (putting his hand on his sword and menacing him)
I will kill you.
Bendish: (throwing himself on his knees)
Spare a lucky man.
Worthy:
Come on, now, admit it. What do you say about all this?
Bendish: (hesitating and getting up)
Whatever you wish, sir.
Worthy:
Well?
Bendish: The curiosity to be a lucky man and the ease that I found in playing the role of one, made me try,—as you see.
Worthy:
Ah, rogue! And how did you do it?
Bendish: I told my master the rendez-vous was changed to ten p.m. and I came at nine in his place.
Worthy:
Then it still isn't ruined. It's not quite ten o'clock. Slice, go back
to the Park. You've taken the valet for the master. You will find
Cadwell— Bring him as you did this one.