_Brass._ You know you gave me a bank-bill this morning to receive for you. _Dick._ I did so, of fifty pounds, 'tis thine. So, now thou are satisfy'd, all's fix'd. _Brass._ It is not indeed. There's a diamond necklace you robb'd your mother of ev'n now. _Dick._ Ah, you _Jew_. _Brass._ No words. _Dick._ My dear _Brass_! _Brass._ I insist. _Dick._ My old friend. _Brass._ _Dick Amlet_ [_Raising his voice._] I insist. _Dick._ Ah the Cormorant----Well, 'tis thine: but thou'lt never thrive with it. _Brass._ When I find it begins to do me mischief, I'll give it you again. But I must have a wedding-suit. _Dick._ Well. _Brass._ Some good lace. _Dick._ Thou shalt. _Brass._ A stock of linen. _Dick._ Enough. _Brass._ Not yet----a silver sword. _Dick._ Well, thou shalt have that too. Now thou hast every thing. _Brass._ God forgive me, I forgot a ring of remembrance; I wou'd not forget all these favours for the world: a sparkling diamond I will be always playing in my eye, and put me in mind of them. _Dick._ This unconscionable rogue! [_Aside._] Well, I'll bespeak one for thee. _Brass._ Brilliant. _Dick._ It shall. But if the thing don't succeed after all?---- _Brass._ I'm a man of honour, and restore: and so the treaty being finish'd, I strike my flag of defiance, and fall into my respects again. [_Taking off his hat._ _Enter ~Flippanta~._ _Flip._ I have made you wait a little, but I cou'd not help it, her master is but just gone. He has been shewing her Prince _Eugene_'s march into _Italy_. _Dick._ Pr'ythee let me come to her, I'll shew her a part of the world he has never shewn her yet. _Flip._ So I told her, you must know; and she said, she cou'd like to travel in good company: so if you'll slip up those back-stairs, you shall try if you can agree upon the journey. _Dick._ My dear _Flippanta_! _Flip._ None of your dear acknowledgments, I beseech you, but up stairs as hard as you can drive. _Dick._ I'm gone. [_Exit ~Dick~._ _Flip._ And do you follow him _Jack-a-dandy_, and see he is not surpriz'd. _Brass._ I thought that was your post, Mrs. _Useful_: But if you'll come and keep me in humour, I don't care if I share the duty with you. _Flip._ No words, sirrah, but follow him, I have somewhat else to do. _Brass._ The jade's so absolute there's no contesting with her. One kiss tho' to keep the centinel warm. [_Gives her a long kiss._]----So. [_Exit ~Brass~._ _~Flippanta~ sola._ ----A nasty rogue [_Wiping her mouth._] But, let me see what have I to do now? This _restitution_ will be here quickly, I suppose; in the mean time I'll go know if my lady's ready for the quarrel yet. Master yonder is so full on't, he's ready to burst; but we'll give him vent by and by with a witness.