CHARLES. Pray Unkle, is this another Plot of yours? for as I have Life I don't understand it.
SURFACE. I believe Sir there is but the evidence of one Person more necessary to make it extremely clear.
SIR PETER. And that Person—I imagine, is Mr. Snake—Rowley—you were perfectly right to bring him with us—and pray let him appear.
ROWLEY. Walk in, Mr. Snake—
Enter SNAKE
I thought his Testimony might be wanted—however it happens unluckily that He comes to confront Lady Sneerwell and not to support her—
LADY SNEERWELL. A Villain!—Treacherous to me at last! Speak, Fellow, have you too conspired against me?
SNAKE. I beg your Ladyship—ten thousand Pardons—you paid me extremely Liberally for the Lie in question—but I unfortunately have been offer'd double to speak the Truth.
LADY SNEERWELL. The Torments of Shame and Disappointment on you all!
LADY TEAZLE. Hold—Lady Sneerwell—before you go let me thank you for the trouble you and that Gentleman have taken in writing Letters from me to Charles and answering them yourself—and let me also request you to make my Respects to the Scandalous College—of which you are President—and inform them that Lady Teazle, Licentiate, begs leave to return the diploma they granted her—as she leaves of[f] Practice and kills Characters no longer.