_Bev._ No: these shall guard you from them. (_Offering notes_) Take
them, and use them cautiously. The world deals hardly by us.

_Stu._ And shall I leave you destitute? No: Your wants are greatest.
Another climate may treat me kinder. The shelter of to-night takes
me from this.

_Bev._ Let these be your support then. Yet is there need of parting?
I may have means again; we'll share them, and live wisely.

_Stu._ No. I should tempt you on. Habit is nature in me; ruin can't
cure it. Even now I would be gaming. Taught by experience as I am,
and knowing this poor sum is all that's left us, I am for venturing
still. And say I am to blame; yet will this little supply our wants?
No; we must put it out to usury. Whether 'tis madness in me, or some
resistless impulse of good fortune, I yet am ignorant; but--

_Bev._ Take it, and succeed then. I'll try no more.

_Stu._ 'Tis surely impulse; it pleads so strongly--But You are
cold--we'll e'en part here then. And for this last reserve, keep it
for better uses; I'll have none on't. I thank you though, and will
seek fortune singly--One thing I had forgot--

_Bev._ What is it?

_Stu._ Perhaps, 'twere best forgotten. But I am open in my nature,
and zealous for the honour of my friend--Lewson speaks freely of you.