JEFFERSON. Such rumour was
On the Exchange to-day, but not with certainty.

ANDREWS. However she's insur'd, and highly too.
Go fetch the policy, I wish to see it.
Or rather wait me in the compting-house.

JEFFERSON. [As he goes off] O heav'n! I gave the money to his
wife. [Exit.]

ANDREWS. He seem'd confus'd, and mutter'd to himself;
My fears anticipate some dread event.
But what of this? shou'd it be heav'n's high will,
That the remorseless billows should ingulf
The remnant of my wealth; yet this--all this,
I cou'd with patient resignation bear,
And toil with pleasure for an honest pittance.
But oh! to lose that precious, treasur'd gem,
Which my whole soul engross'd--to see another,
In my disgrace exult--yet more--yet more--
My children--oh my children--must ye suffer!
Away all thoughts of peace henceforth for ever. [Goes off.]



Scene VI.

Lord WESTON's apartments.