_Mrs. Bev._ He should have had it then. (_Warmly_) I live but to
oblige him. She who can love, and is beloved like Me, will do as
much. Men have done more for mistresses, and women for a base
deluder. And shall a wife do less? Your chidings hurt me, Charlotte.

_Char._ And come too late; they might have saved you else. How could
he use you so?

_Mrs. Bev._ 'Twas friendship did it. His heart was breaking for a
friend.

_Char._ The friend that has betrayed him.

_Mrs. Bev._ Prithee don't think so.

_Char._ To-morrow he accounts with Me.

_Mrs. Bev._ And fairly: I will not doubt it.

_Char._ Unless a friend has wanted--I have no patience--Sister!
sister! we are bound to curse this friend.

_Mrs. Bev._ My Beverley speaks nobly of him.

_Char._ And Lewson truly--But I displease you with this talk--To-morrow
will instruct us.

_Mrs. Bev._ Stay till it comes then. I would not think so hardly.