Julia. His title and his fortune!

[Enter MASTER WALTER and HELEN.--JULIA, disconcerted, retires with
the latter.--CLIFFORD rises.]

Wal. So, Sir Thomas!
Aha! you husband time! Well, was I right?
Is't not the jewel that I told you 'twas?
Wouldst thou not give thine eyes to wear it? Eh?
It has an owner, though,--nay, start not,--one
That may be bought to part with't, and with whom
I'll stand thy friend--I will--I say, I will!
A strange man, sir, and unaccountable:
But I can humour him--will humour him
For thy sake, good Sir Thomas; for I like thee.
Well, is't a bargain? Come, thy hand upon it.
A word or two with thee.

[They retire. JULIA and HELEN come forward.]

Julia. Go up to town!

Helen. Have I not said it ten times o'er to thee?
But if thou likest it not, protest against it.

Julia. Not if 'tis Master Walter's will.

Helen. What then?
Thou wouldst not break thy heart for Master Walter?