_Cimb._ I must be impartial, though you are counsel for my side of the question. Were it not that you are so good as to allow him what he has not said, I should think it very hard you should answer him without hearing him--But, gentlemen, I believe you have both considered this matter, and are firm in your different opinions. 'Twere better, therefore, you proceeded according to the particular sense of each of you, and gave your thoughts distinctly in writing. And do you see, sirs, pray let me have a copy of what you say in English. _Bram._ Why, what is all we have been saying? In English! Oh! but I forget myself, you're a wit. But, however, to please you, sir, you shall have it, in as plain terms as the law will admit of. _Cimb._ But I would have it, sir, without delay. _Bram._ That, sir, the law will not admit of. The Courts are sitting at Westminster, and I am this moment obliged to be at every one of them, and 'twould be wrong if I should not be in the hall to attend one of 'em at least; the rest would take it ill else. Therefore, I must leave what I have said to Mr. Serjeant's consideration, and I will digest his arguments on my part, and you shall hear from me again, sir. [_Exit_ BRAMBLE. _Tar._ Agreed, agreed. _Cimb._ Mr. Bramble is very quick; he parted a little abruptly. _Tar._ He could not bear my argument; I pinched him to the quick about that Gr----gr----ber. _Mrs. Seal._ I saw that, for he durst not so much as hear you. I shall send to you, Mr. Serjeant, as soon as Sir Geoffry comes to town, and then I hope all may be adjusted. _Tar._ I shall be at my chambers, at my usual hours. [_Exit._ _Cimb._ Madam, if you please, I'll now attend you to the tea table, where I shall hear from your ladyship reason and good sense, after all this law and gibberish. _Mrs. Seal._ 'Tis a wonderful thing, sir, that men of professions do not study to talk the substance of what they have to say in the language of the rest of the world. Sure, they'd find their account in it. _Cimb._ They might, perhaps, madam, with people of your good sense; but with the generality 'twould never do. The vulgar would have no respect for truth and knowledge, if they were exposed to naked view. Truth is too simple, of all art bereaved: Since the world will--why let it be deceived. [_Exeunt._ ACT THE FOURTH. SCENE I.--BEVIL, JUN.'S _Lodgings._[133] BEVIL, JUN., _with a letter in his hand; followed by_ TOM. _Tom._ Upon my life, sir, I know nothing of the matter. I never opened my lips to Mr. Myrtle about anything of your honour's letter to Madam Lucinda. _Bev._ What's the fool in such a fright for? I don't suppose you did. What I would know is, whether Mr. Myrtle shows any suspicion, or asked you any questions, to lead you to say casually that you had carried any such letter for me this morning. _Tom._ Why, sir, if he did ask me any questions, how could I help it?