e you are
over-reach'd as well as my self. Will you settle your Estate upon your
Son now?

Sir _Fran._ He shall starve first.

_Miran._ That I have taken care to prevent. There, Sir, is the Writings
of your Uncle's _Estate_, which has been your due these three Years.
(_Gives _Char._ Papers._

_Char._ I shall study to deserve this Favour.

Sir _Fran._ What have you robb'd me too, Mistress! Egad I'll make you
restore 'em.--Huswife, I will so.

Sir _Jeal._ Take care I don't make you pay the Arrears, Sir. 'Tis well
it's no worse, since 'tis no better. Come, young Man, seeing thou hast
out-witted me, take her, and Bless you both.

_Char._ I hope, Sir, you'll bestow your Blessing too, 'tis all I'll ask.
(_Kneels._

Sir _Fran._ Confound you all!
(_Exit._

_Marpl._ Mercy upon us! how he looks!

Sir _Geo._ Ha, ha, ne'er mind his Curses, _Charles_; thou'lt thrive not
one jot the worse for 'em. Since this Gentleman is reconcil'd, we are
all made happy.

Sir _Jeal._ I always lov'd Precaution, and took care to avoid Dangers.
But when a thing was past, I ever had Philosophy to be easie.

_Char._ Which is the true sign of a great Soul: I lov'd your Daughter,
and she me, and you shall have no reason to repent her Choice.

_Isab._ You will not blame me, Sir, for loving my own Country best.

_Marpl._ So here's every Body happy, I find, but poor _Pilgarlick_. I
wonder what Satisfaction I shall have, for being cuff'd, kick'd, and
beaten in your Service.

Sir _Jeal._ I have been a little too familiar with you, as things are
fallen out; but since there's no help for't, you must forgive me.

_Marpl._ Egad I think so--But provided that you be not so familiar for
the future.

Sir _Geo._ Thou hast been an unlucky Rogue.

_Marpl._ But very honest.

_Char._ That I'll vouch for; and freely forgive thee.

Sir _Geo._ And I'll do you one piece of Service more, _Marplot_, I'll
take care that Sir _Francis_ make you Master of your Estate.

_Marpl._ That will make me as happy as any of you.

_Patch._ Your humble Servant begs leave to remind you, Madam.

_Isab._ Sir, I hope you'll give me leave to take _Patch_ into favour
again.

Sir _Jeal._ Nay, let your Husband look to that, I have done with my
Care.

_Char._ Her own Liberty shall always oblige me. Here's no Body but
honest _Whisper_ and Mrs. _Scentwell_ to be provided for now. It shall
be left to their Choice to Marry, or keep their Services.

_Whisp._ Nay