_James._ Then for band-boxes, they were so bepiled up to Sir _Francis_'s nose, that he could only peep out at a chance hole with one eye, as if he were viewing the country thro' a perspective glass. But, Sir, if you please, I'll go look after _John Moody_ a little for fear of accidents: For he never was in _London_ before, you know, but one week, and then he was kidnapp'd into a house of ill repute, where he exchang'd all his money and clothes for a----um. So I'll go look after him, Sir. [_Exit._ Unc. _Rich._ Nay, I don't doubt but this wise expedition will be attended with more adventures than one.----This noble head, and supporter of his family, will, as an honest country gentleman, get credit enough amongst the tradesmen, to run so far in debt in one session, as will make him just fit for a gaol, when he's drop'd at the next election. He will make his speeches in the house to shew the government of what importance he can be to them, by which they will see, he can be of no importance at all; and he will find in time, that he stands valued at (if he votes right) being sometimes----invited to dinner. Then his wife (who has ten times more of a jade about her than he yet knows of) will so improve in this rich soil, she will, in one month, learn every vice the finest lady in the town can teach her. She will be extremely courteous to the fops who make love to her in jest, and she will be extremely grateful to those who do it in earnest. She will visit all ladies that will let her into their houses, and she will run in debt to all the shopkeepers that will let her into their books. In short, before her husband has got five pound by a speech at _Westminster_, she will have lost five hundred at cards and dice in the parish of _St. James_'s. Wife and family to _London_ with a pox! [_Going off._ _Enter ~James~ and ~John Moody~._ _James._ Dear _John Moody_, I'm so glad to see you in London once more. _John Moody._ And I you, my dear _James_: Give me a kiss----Why that's friendly. _James._ I wish they had been so, _John_, that you met with when you were here before. _John Moody._ Ah----Murrain upon all rogues and whores, I say: But I am grown so cunning now, the de'el himself can't handle me. I have made a notable bargain for these lodgings here, we are to pay but five pounds a week, and have all the house to ourselves. _James._ Where are the people that belong to it to be then? _John Moody._ O! there's only the gentlewoman, her two maids, and a cousin, a very pretty civil young woman truly, and the maids are the merriest griggs---- _James._ Have a care, _John_. _John Moody._ O, fear nothing, we did so play together last night. _James._ Hush, here comes my master. _Enter Uncle ~Richard~._ Unc. _Rich._ What! _John_ has taken these lodgings, has he?