Sir Jeal. In order to lodge it in some of our Funds, in case she should become a Widow, and return for England.
Sir Geo. Pox on't, this is an unlucky Turn. What shall I say?
(Aside.
Sir Jeal. And he does not mention one Word of it in this Letter.
Char. I don't know how he should.
(Aside.
Sir Geo. Humph! True, Sir Jealous, he told me such a Thing, but, but, but, but—he, he, he, he—he did not imagine that you would insist upon the very Day, for, for, for, for Money you know is dangerous returning by Sea, an, an, an, an—
Char. Zounds, say we have brought it in Commodities.
(Aside to Sir George.
Sir Geo. And so Sir, he has sent it in Merchandize, Tobacco, Sugars, Spices, Limons, and so forth, which shall be turn'd into Money with all Expedition: In the mean time, Sir, if you please to accept of my Bond for Performance.