Lady _Town._ Broke! ruin'd! plunder'd!----stripp'd, even to a confiscation of my last guinea. _Trusty._ You don't tell me so, Madam! Lady _Townly._ And where to raise ten pound in the world----What is to be done _Trusty_? _Trusty._ Truly, I wish I was wise enough to tell you, Madam: but may be your ladyship may have a run of better fortune, upon some of the good company that comes here to-night. Lady _Town._ But I have not a single guinea to try my fortune! _Trusty._ Ha! that's a bad business indeed, Madam--Adad! I have a thought in my head, Madam, if it is not too late---- Lady _Town._ Out with it quickly then, I beseech thee? _Trusty._ Has not the steward something of fifty pound, Madam, that you left in his hands to pay somebody about this time? Lady _Town._ O! ay! I had forgot--'twas to--a--what's his filthy name? _Trusty._ Now I remember, Madam, 'twas to Mr. _Lutestring_, your old mercer, that your ladyship turn'd off, about a year ago, because he would trust you no longer. Lady _Town._ The very wretch! if he has not paid it, run quickly, dear _Trusty_, and bid him bring it hither immediately----[_Exit ~Trusty~._] Well! sure mortal woman never had such fortune! five! five, and nine, against poor seven for ever!----No! after that horrid bar of my chance, that Lady _Wronghead_'s fatal red fist upon the table, I saw it was impossible, ever to win another stake----Sit up all night! lose all one's money! dream of winning thousands! wake without a shilling! and then how like a hag I look! In short----the pleasures of life are not worth this disorder! If it were not for shame now, I could almost think, Lady _Grace_'s sober scheme not quite so ridiculous----If my wise lord could but hold his tongue for a week, 'tis odds, but I should hate the town in a fortnight----But I will not be driven out of it, that's positive! [_~Trusty~ returns._ _Trusty._ O Madam! there is no bearing it! Mr. _Lutestring_ was just let in at the door, as I came to the stair-foot! and the steward is now actually paying him the money in the hall. Lady _Town._ Run to the stair case head, again----and scream to him, that I must speak with him this instant. [_~Trusty~ runs out, and speaks._