ous at present; perhaps I
may be gone in half an hour, perhaps I may be
your guest till the best part of that be spent; and
pray order your ostler to keep my horses always
saddled. But one thing above the rest I must beg,
that you would let this fellow have none of your
_Anno Domini_, as you call it; for he's the most
insufferable sot--Here, sirrah, light me to my chamber.

[_Exit, lighted by Archer_.

_Bon_. Cherry! daughter Cherry! {315}

_Re-enter Cherry_.

_Cher_. D'ye call, father?

_Bon_. Ay, child, you must lay by this box for the
gentleman: 'tis full of money.

_Cher_. Money! all that money! why, sure, father, the
gentleman comes to be chosen parliament-man.
Who is he? {321}

_Bon_. I don't know what to make of him; he talks of
keeping his horses ready saddled, and of going
perhaps at a minute's warning, or of staying perhaps
till the best part of this be spent.

_Cher_. Ay, ten to one, father, he's a highwayman.

_Bon_. A highwayman! upon my life, girl, you have hit it,
and this box is some new-purchased booty. Now,
could we find him out, the money were ours.

_Cher_. He don't belong to our gang. {330}

_Bon_. What horses have they?

_Cher_. The master rides upon a black.

_Bon_. A black! ten to one the man upon the black
mare; and since he don't belong to our fraternity,
we may betray him with a safe conscience: I don't
think it lawful to harbour any rogues but my own.
Look'ee, child, as the saying is, we must go
cunningly to work, proofs we must have; the
gentleman's servant loves drink, I'll ply him that
way, and ten to one loves a wench: you must work
him t' other way. {341}

_Cher_. Father, would you have me give my secret for
his?

_Bon_. Consider, child, there's two hundred pound to
boot.--[_Ringing without_.] Coming! coming!--Child,
mind your business. [_Exit_.

_Cher_. What a rogue is my father! My father! I deny
it. My mother was a good, generous, free-hearted
woman, and I can't tell how far her good nature
might have extended for the good of her children.
This landlord of mine, for I think I can call him
no more, would betray his guest, and debauch his
daughter into the bargain--by a footman too!

_Re-enter Archer_.

_Arch_. What footman, pray, mistress, is so happy as to
be the subject of your contemplation? {355}

_Cher_. Whoeve