Bendish: (pointing to Martin) Ask if I haven't spoken-- Cadwell: (to Martin) There, let's see. Do you have my scarf? Martin: (displaying the scarf) Here it is. Cadwell: (examining it) It's very pretty. How much did you pay him? Martin: This morning a masked lady in a chaise came to my shop to purchase it from me. It was only ten o'clock. I believed that you would not be awake. Another lady, also masked paid my wife for it. My wife went out. A third purchased it from my daughter. What shall I do with this money? I don't know who gave it to me? Cadwell: Make me two more scarves. Martin: Same kind? Cadwell: No, different. You have some wit, to adjust things like that. Martin: Fine, sir, you will have them in the morning. (Exit Martin) Bendish: Sir, in favor of so many scarves, won't you pardon me for a little jerkin? Cadwell: I will pardon you, but if ever in your life--I am going to spend a few minutes with this little shop girl near here, waiting for the hour. Bendish: Shall I go to find you? Cadwell: No, I have no need of you. I must be alone. Didn't they say that? (Exit Cadwell) Bendish: Plague! At least I wasn't so stupid as to give him the jerkin he asked for! It's a lucky jerkin for lucky men. They usually are employed in great matters, and I intend to use it in a great affair. For once in my life I intend to know what it is to be a man of fortune. I already know how to ogle, as for small talk I know that. I have only to dress quickly. (taking Cadwell's clothes from an armoire, and dressing with difficulty for Cadwell's clothes are a bit tight) Oh, let's begin with this divine jerkin. Plague! It's tight. Oh, who cares! A snip with the scissors and two or three stitches with a needle are no great matter. All right hips--get smaller. No good. What's the difference. I will say that they brought it this way. You will see that I will start a fashion of high hips. I have been seen before with big shoulders and elbows in arrear. Here's a jerkin which seems very easy for me to put on. These cursed tailors put the buttons so far from the button holes. I will burst. Well, who would not suffer for good luck. Was ever a man better dressed? Large head, small waist, low hips. Dammit, I intend to forget that Cadwell exists. Damnation, I almost forgot the best part. Orange flower water. Can one have good fortune without orange flower water? (he takes a flask from the toilet and sprays himself) It seems to me I have all the attributes of a lucky man. God protect us from mishap! CURTAIN ACT V. The same. An hour later. Jenny: Where the devil is Olivia? Where is Worthy? Worthy hasn't returned yet. What is all this? On my oath, I am going crazy? I take this business to heart worse than if it were my own. (Enter Worthy) Jenny: Eh! Where are you coming from? Worthy: I've been to Arabella and then Selina. Jenny: To do what?