SIR PETER. [Peeping.] You're sure the little Milliner won't blab?
SURFACE. In! in! my good Sir Peter—'Fore Gad, I wish I had a key to the Door.
Enter CHARLES
CHARLES. Hollo! Brother—what has been the matter? your Fellow wouldn't let me up at first—What[?] have you had a Jew or a wench with you.—
SURFACE. Neither Brother I assure you.
CHARLES. But—what has made Sir Peter steal off—I thought He had been with you—
SURFACE. He WAS Brother—but hearing you were coming He didn't chuse to stay—
CHARLES. What[!] was the old Gentleman afraid I wanted to borrow money of him?
SURFACE. No Sir—but I am sorry to find[,] Charles—you have lately given that worthy man grounds for great Uneasiness.
CHARLES. Yes they tell me I do that to a great many worthy men—but how so Pray?