teel conveyance for them, for, I assure you they were most of them used to ride in their own carriages.
SIR OLIV. I will, for all but -- Oliver. 170 CHAS. SURF. Aye, all but the little honest nabob.
SIR OLIV. You're fixed on that?
CHAS. SURF. Peremptorily.
SIR OLIV. A dear extravagant rogue! -- Good day! -- Come, Moses, -- Let me hear now 175 who dares call him profligate!
Exeunt SIR OLIVER and MOSES.
CARE. Why, this is the oddest genius of the sort I ever saw!
CHAS. SURF. Egad, he's the prince of brokers, I think. I wonder how the devil Moses got 180 acquainted with so honest a fellow. -- Ha! here's Rowley. -- Do, Careless, say I'll join the company in a moment.
CARE. I will -- but don't let that old blockhead persuade you to squander any of that money 185 on old musty debts, or any such nonsense; for tradesmen, Charles, are the most exorbitant fellows!
CHAS. SURF. Very true, and paying them is only encouraging them.
CARE. Nothing else.
CHAS. SURF. Aye, aye, never fear. -- Exit CARELESS. So! this was an odd old fellow, indeed! Let me see, two-thirds of this is mine by right -- five hundred and thirty pounds. 'Fore heaven! I find one's ancestors are more valuable relations 195 than I took 'em for! -- Ladies and gentlemen, your most obedient and very grateful humble servant.
Ha! old Rowley! egad, you are just come in time to take leave of your old acquaintance. Row. Yes, I heard they were going. But I 200 wonder you can have such spirits under so many distresses.
CHAS. SURF. Why, there's the point -- my distresses are so many, that I can't afford to part with my spirits; but I shall be rich and splenetic, all 205 in good time. However, I suppose you are surprised that I am not more sorrowful at parting with so many near relations; to be sure, 'tis very affecting; but, rot 'em, you see they never move a muscle, so why should I?210
Row. There's no making you serious a moment. CHAS. SURF. Yes, faith: I am so now. Here, my honest Rowley, here, get me this changed, and take a hundred pounds of it immediately to old Stanley.215
Row. A hundred pounds! Consider only --
CHAS. SURF. Gad's life, don't talk about it! poor Stanley's wants are pressing, and, if you don't make haste, we shall have some one call that has better right to the money.200
Row. Ah! there's the pint! I never will cease dunning you with the old proverb -----
CHAS. SURF. 'Be just before you're generous,' hey! -- Why, so I would if I could; but Justice is an old lame hobbling beldame, and I can't get her to 225 keep pace with Generosity, for the soul of me.
Row. Yet, Charles, believe me, one hour's reflection -----
CHAS. SURF. Aye, aye, it's all very true; but, hark'ee Rowley, while I have, by heaven I'll 230 give -- so, damn your economy! and now for hazard. Exit.
Mos. Well, sir, I think, as Sir Peter said, you have seen Mr. Charles in high glory; 'tis great pity he's so extravagant.
SIR OLIV. True, but he wouldn't sell my picture.
Mos. And loves wine and women so much. 5
SIR OLIV. But he wouldn't sell my picture!
Mos. And game[s] so deep.
SIR OLIV. But he wouldn't sell my picture. Oh, here's Rowley.
Row. So, Sir Oliver, I find you have made a 10 purchase -----
SIR OLIV. Yes, yes, our young rake has parted with his ancestors like old tapestry.
Row. And here has he commissioned me to redeliver you part of the purchase-money -- I 15 mean, though, in your necessitous character of old Stanley.
Mos. Ah! there is the pity of all: he is so damned charitable. Row. And I left a hosier and two tailors in 20 the hall, who, I'm sure, won't be paid, and this hundred would satisfy 'em.
SIR OLIV. Well, well, I'll pay his debts -- and his benevolence too; but now I am no more a broker, and you shall introduce me to the elder brother as 25 old Stanley.
Row. Not yet awhile; Sit Peter, I know, means to call there about this time.____________________