Act 4

Scene II

Another room in the same.

	Enter Sir Oliver Surface* and Moses.*
Moses	Well, sir, I think, as Sir Peter said, you have seen Mr. Charles in high glory; ’tis great pity he’s so extravagant.
Sir Oliver	True, but he would not sell my picture.
Moses	And loves wine and women so much.
Sir Oliver	But he would not sell my picture.
Moses	And game so deep.
Sir Oliver	But he would not sell my picture. Oh, here’s Rowley.
	Enter Rowley.
Rowley	So, Sir Oliver, I find you have made a purchase⁠—
Sir Oliver	Yes, yes, our young rake has parted with his ancestors like old tapestry.
Rowley	And here has he commissioned me to redeliver you part of the purchase-money⁠—I mean, though, in your necessitous character of old Stanley.
Moses	Ah! there is the pity of all! he is so damned charitable.
Rowley	And I left a hosier and two tailors in the hall, who, I’m sure, won’t be paid, and this hundred would satisfy them.
Sir Oliver	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 old Stanley.
Rowley	Not yet awhile; Sir Peter, I know, means to call there about this time.
	Enter Trip.
Trip	Oh, gentlemen, I beg pardon for not showing you out: this way⁠—Moses, a word.
	Exit with Moses.
Sir Oliver	There’s a fellow for you! Would you believe it, that puppy intercepted the Jew on our coming, and wanted to raise money before he got to his master!
Rowley	Indeed!
Sir Oliver	Yes, they are now planning an annuity business. Ah, Master Rowley, in my days servants were content with the follies of their masters, when they were worn a little threadbare; but now they I have their vices, like their birthday clothes, with the gloss on.
	Exeunt.