scoundrel: 'Twere enough to make the boy my master. I must keep up the
dignity of old age with him.

_Wood._ Keep but your own counsel, father; for whatever he knows, must
come from you.

_Aldo._ The truth on't is, I sent for him over; partly to have married
him, and partly because his villainous bills came so thick upon me,
that I grew weary of the charge.

_Gerv._ He spared for nothing; he laid it on, sir, as I have heard.

_Wood._ Peace, you lying rogue!--Believe me, sir, bating his necessary
expences of women, which I know you would not have him want, in all
things else, he was the best manager of your allowance; and, though I
say it--

_Gerv._ [_Aside._] That should not say it.

_Wood._ The most hopeful young gentleman in Paris.

_Aldo._ Report speaks otherwise; and, before George, I shall read him
a wormwood lecture, when I see him. But, hark, I hear the door unlock;
the lovers are coming out: I'll stay here, to wheedle him abroad; but
you must vanish.

_Wood._ Like night and the moon, in the Maid's Tragedy: I into mist;
you into day[5]. [_Exeunt_ WOOD. _and_ GER.