_Clar._ Look you, look you, you are capable of whatever you please, you have a great deal of wit, and know how to give a nice and gallant turn to every thing; but if you will have me continue your friend, you must leave me in some uncertainty in this matter. _Mon._ Madam, I do then protest to you---- _Clar._ Come protest nothing about it, I am but too penetrating, as you may perceive; but we sometimes shut our eyes, rather than break with our friends; for a thorough knowledge of the truth of this business, wou'd make me very seriously angry. _Mon._ 'Tis very certain, Madam, that---- _Clar._ Come, say no more on't, I beseech you, for I'm in a good deal of heat while I but think on't; if you'll walk in, I'll follow you presently. _Mon._ Your goodness, Madam, is---- _Flip._ War, horse. [_Aside to ~Money-trap~._ No fine speeches, you'll spoil all. _Mon._ Thou art a most incomparable person. _Flip._ Nay, it goes rarely; but get you in, and I'll say a little something to my Lady for you, while she's warm. _Mon._ But S't, _Flippanta_, how long do'st think she may hold out? _Flip._ Phu, not a Twelvemonth. _Mon._ Boo. _Flip._ Away, I say. [_Pushing him out._ _Clar._ Is he gone? What a wretch it is! he never was quite such a beast before. _Flip._ Poor mortal, his money's finely laid out truly. _Clar._ I suppose there may have been much such another scene within between _Araminta_ and my dear: but I left him so insupportably brisk, 'tis impossible he can have parted with any money: I'm afraid _Brass_ has not succeeded as thou hast done, _Flippanta_. _Flip._ By my faith but he has, and better too; he presents his humble duty to _Araminta_, and has sent her----this. [_Shewing the note._ _Clar._ A bill for my love for two hundred and fifty pounds. The monster! he wou'd not part with ten to save his lawful wife from everlasting torment. _Flip._ Never complain of his avarice, Madam, as long as you have his money. _Clar._ But is not he a beast, _Flippanta_? methinks the restitution look'd better by half. _Flip._ Madam, the man's beast enough, that's certain; but which way will you go to receive his beastly money, for I must not appear with his note? _Clar._ That's true; why send for Mrs. _Amlet_; that's a mighty useful woman, that Mrs. _Amlet_. _Flip._ Marry is she; we shou'd have been basely puzzled how to dispose of the necklace without her, 'twould have been dangerous offering it to sale. _Clar._ It wou'd so, for I know your master has been laying out for't amongst the goldsmiths. But I stay here too long. I must in and coquet it a little more to my lover, _Araminta_ will get ground on me else. [_Exit ~Clarissa~._ _Flip._ And I'll go send for Mrs. _Amlet_.