Scene II Enter a Waiter
Wait. A gentleman, Sir, enquires for you.
Bev. He might have used less ceremony. Stukely I suppose?
Wait. No, Sir; a stranger.
Bev. Well, shew him in. (Exit Waiter.) A messenger from Stukely then. From Him that has undone me! Yet all in friendship; and now he lends me from his little, to bring back fortune to me.