e inclination to appear abroad.
O! this brother! this brother! to what wretchedness has he reduced
us!
[_Exit._

SCENE VIII. _Changes to _STUKELY'S_ lodgings._

_Enter STUKELY._

_Stu._ That Lewson suspects me, 'tis too plain. Yet why should he
suspect me? I appear the friend of Beverley as well as he. But I am
rich it seems: and so I am; thanks to another's folly and my own
wisdom. To what use is wisdom, but to take advantage of the weak?
This Beverley's my fool: I cheat him, and he calls me friend. But
more business must be done yet. His wife's jewels are unsold;

so is the reversion of his uncle's estate. I must have these too.
And then there's a treasure above all. I love his wife. Before she
knew this Beverley, I loved her; but like a cringing fool, bowed at
a distance, while He stept in and won her. Never, never will I
forgive him for it. My pride, as well as love, is wounded by this
conquest. I must have vengeance. Those hints, this morning, were
well thrown in. Already they have fastened on her. If jealousy
should weaken her affections, want may corrupt her virtue. My hate
rejoyces in the hope. These jewels may do much. He shall demand them
of her; which, when mine, shall be converted to special purposes.--What
now, Bates?

SCENE IX.

_Enter BATES._

_Bates._ Is it a wonder then to see me? The forces are in readiness,
and only wait for orders. Where's Beverley?

_Stu._ At last night's rendezvous, waiting for Me. Is Dawson with you?

_Bates._ Dressed like a nobleman; with money in his pocket, and a
set of dice that shall deceive the devil.

_Stu._ That fellow has a head to undo a nation. But for the rest,
they are such low-mannered, ill-looking dogs, I wonder Beverley has
not suspected them.

_Bates._ No matter for manners and looks: do You supply them with
money, and they are gentlemen by profession. The passion of gaming
casts such a mist before the eyes, that the nobleman shall be
surrounded with sharpers, and imagine himself in the best company.

_Stu._ There's that Williams too: it was He, I suppose, that called
at Beverley's with the note this morning. What directions did you
give him?

_Bates._ To knock loud, and be clamorous. Did not you see him?

_Stu._ No. The fool sneaked off with Jarvis. Had he appeared
within-doors, as directed, the note had been discharged. I waited
there on purpose. I want the women to think well of me; for Lewson's
grown suspicious; he told me so himse