_Stu._ Old men live long by temperance; while their heirs starve on
expectation.

_Bev._ What mean you?

_Stu._ That the reversion's yours; and will bring money to pay debts
with--nay, more; it may retrieve what's past.

_Bev._ Or leave my child a beggar.

_Stu._ And what's his father? A dishonourable one; engaged for sums,
he cannot pay. That should be thought of.

_Bev._ It is my shame; the poison that inflames me. Where shall we
go? To whom? I am impatient till all's lost.

_Stu._ All may be yours again. Your man is Bates. He has large funds
at his command, and will deal justly by you.

_Bev._ I am resolved--Tell them, within, we'll meet them presently;
and with full purses too--Come, follow me.

_Stu._ No. I'll have no hand in this; nor do I counsel it. Use your
discretion, and act from that. You'll find me at my lodgings.

_Bev._
Succeed what will, this night I'll dare the worst--
'Tis loss of fear, to be compleatly curs'd.
[_Exit._