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The Gamester (1753) by Edward Moore
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_Bev._ That I have _lost_ your fortune--He dares not think
so.

_Char._ Nor does he--You are too quick at guessing. He cares not if
you had. That care is mine. I lent it you to husband; and now I
claim it.

_Bev._ You have suspicions then?

_Char._ Cure them, and give it me.

_Bev._ To stop a sister's chiding.

_Char._ To vindicate her brother.

_Bev._ How if he needs it not?

_Char._ I would fain hope so.

_Bev._ Ay, would and cannot. Leave it to time then; 'twill satisfy
all doubts.

_Char._ Mine are already satisfied.

_Bev._ 'Tis well. And when the subject is renewed, speak to me like
a sister, and I will answer like a brother.

_Char._ To tell me I'm a beggar. Why, tell it now. I that can bear
the ruin of those dearer to me, the ruin of a sister and her infant,
can bear that too.
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