SIR PETER. My old Friend, Sir Oliver!--hey! what in the name
of wonder!--Here are dutiful Nephews!--assault their Unkle
at his first Visit!

LADY TEAZLE. Indeed Sir Oliver 'twas well we came in to rescue you.

ROWLEY. Truly it was--for I perceive Sir Oliver the character
of old Stanley was no Protection to you.

SIR OLIVER. Nor of Premium either--the necessities of the former
could not extort a shilling from that benevolent Gentleman; and
with the other I stood a chance of faring worse than my Ancestors,
and being knocked down without being bid for.

SURFACE. Charles!

CHARLES. Joseph!

SURFACE. 'Tis compleat!

CHARLES. Very!

SIR OLIVER. Sir Peter--my Friend and Rowley too--look on that
elder Nephew of mine--You know what He has already received from
my Bounty and you know also how gladly I would have look'd on half
my Fortune as held in trust for him--judge then my Disappointment
in discovering him to be destitute of Truth--Charity--and Gratitude--

SIR PETER. Sir Oliver--I should be more surprized at this
Declaration, if I had not myself found him to be selfish--