I have no other means. My purse has been his, even to the injury of
my fortune. If That has been encouragement, I deserve censure; but I
meant it to retrieve him.

_Mrs. Bev._ I don't doubt it, Sir; and I thank you. But where did
you leave him last night?

_Stu._ At Wilson's, madam, if I ought to tell; in company I did not
like. Possibly he may be there still. Mr. Jarvis knows the house,
I believe.

_Jar._ Shall I go, madam?

_Mrs. Bev._ No; he may take it ill.

_Char._ He may go as from himself.

_Stu._ And if he pleases, madam, without naming Me. I am faulty
myself, and should conceal the errors of a friend. But I can refuse
nothing here.
[_Bowing to the ladies._

_Jar._ I would fain see him, methinks.

_Mrs. Bev._ Do so then. But take care how you upbraid him. I have
never upbraided him.

_Jar._ Would I could bring him comfort!
[_Exit._