_Bev._ Well, lead me then--Un-noticed did'st thou say? Alas! I dread
no looks, but of those wretches I have made at home.
[_Exeunt._
SCENE IX. _changes to _STUKELY'S_._
_Enter STUKELY, and DAWSON._
_Stu._ Come hither, Dawson. My limbs are on the rack, and my soul
shivers in me, till this night's business be complete. Tell me thy
thoughts: is Bates determined? or does he waver?
_Daw._ At first he seemed irresolute; wished the employment had been
mine; and muttered curses on his coward hand, that trembled at the
deed.
_Stu._ And did he leave you so?
_Daw._ No. We walked together; and sheltered by the darkness, saw
Beverley and Lewson in warm debate. But soon they cooled; and then
I left them, to hasten hither; but not till 'twas resolved Lewson
should die.
_Stu._ Thy words have given me life. That quarrel too was fortunate;
for if my hopes deceive me not, it promises a grave to Beverley.
_Daw._ You misconceive me. Lewson and he were friends.
_Stu._ But My prolific brain shall make them enemies. If Lewson
falls, he falls by Beverley: an upright jury shall decree it. Ask me
no questions, but do as I direct. This writ (_Takes out a pocket
book_) for some days past, I have treasured here, till a convenient
time called for its use. That time is come. Take it, and give it to
an officer. It must be served this instant.
[_Gives a paper._
_Daw._ On Beverley?
_Stu._ Look at it. 'Tis for the sums that I have lent him.
_Daw._ Must he to prison then?
_Stu._ I asked obedience; not replies. This night a jail must be his
lodging. 'Tis probable he's not gone home yet. Wait at his door, and
see it executed.
_Daw._ Upon a beggar? He has no means of payment.
_Stu._ Dull and insensible! If Lewson dies, who was it killed him?
Why, he that was seen quarrelling with him; and I that knew of
Beverley's intents, arrested him in friendship--A little late,
perhaps; but 'twas a virtuous act, and men will thank me for it.
Now, Sir, you understand me?
_Daw._ Most perfectly; and will about it.
_Stu._ Haste then; and when 'tis done, come back and tell me.
_Daw._ 'Till then farewel.
[_Exit._
_Stu._ Now tell thy tale, fond wife! And, Lewson, if again thou
can'st insult me, I'll kneel and own thee for my master.
_Not av'rice now, but vengeance fires my breast
And one short hour must make me curst, or blest._
[_Exit._
ACT V.
SCENE I. _Enter STUKELY, BATES, and DAWSON._
_Bates._ Poor Lewson! But I told you enough last night. The thoughts
of him are horrible to me.
_Stu._ In the street, did you say? And no one near him?
_Bates._ By his own door; he was leading me to his house.
I pretended business with him, and stabbed him to the heart, while he
was reaching at the bell.
_Stu._ And did he fall so suddenly?
_Bates._ The repetition pleases you, I see. I told you, he fell
without a groan.
_Stu._ What heard you of him this morning?
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