would but encrease his shame and his affliction. Will Mr. Lewson
call this morning?

_Char._ He said so last night. He gave me hints too, that he had
suspicions of our friend Stukely.

_Mrs. Bev._ Not of treachery to your Brother? That he loves play I
know; but surely he is honest.

_Char._ He would fain be thought so; therefore I doubt him. Honesty
needs no pains to set itself off.

_Mrs. Bev._ What now, Lucy?


SCENE II.

_Enter LUCY._

_Lucy_. Your old steward, madam. I had not the heart to deny him
admittance, the good old man begged so hard for it.
[_Exit._


SCENE III.

_Enter JARVIS._

_Mrs. Bev._ Is this well, Jarvis? I desired you to avoid me.