infallibly discovered.
[_Noise._

_Trick._ Hark, I hear them! Here's a chest which I borrowed of Mrs
Pleasance; get quickly into it, and I will lock you up: there's
nothing in't but clothes of Limberham's, and a box of writings.

_Wood._ I shall be smothered.

_Trick._ Make haste, for heaven's sake; they'll quickly be gone, and
then--

_Wood._ That _then_ will make a man venture any thing.
[_He goes in, and she locks the chest._

_Enter_ LIMBERHAM _and_ ALDO.

_Limb._ Dost thou not wonder to see me come again so quickly, Pug?

_Trick._ No, I am prepared for any foolish freak of yours: I knew you
would have a qualm, when you came to settlement.

_Limb._ Your settlement depends most absolutely on that chest.

_Trick._ Father Aldo, a word with you, for heaven's sake.

_Aldo._ No, no, I'll not whisper. Do not stand in your own light, but
produce the keys, daughter.

_Limb._ Be not musty, my pretty St Peter, but produce the keys. I must
have the writings out, that concern thy settlement.

_Trick._ Now I see you are so reasonable, I'll show you I dare trust
your honesty; the settlement shall be deferred till another day.

_Aldo._ No deferring in these cases, daughter.

_Trick._ But I have lost the keys.

_Limb._ That's a jest! let me feel in thy pocket, for I must oblige
thee.

_Trick._ You shall feel no where: I have felt already and am sure they
are lost.

_Aldo._ But feel again, the lawyer stays.

_Trick._ Well, to satisfy you, I will feel.--They are not here--nor
here neither. [_She pulls out her handkerchief, and the keys
drop after it:_ LIMBERHAM _takes them up._

_Limb._ Look you now, Pug! who's in the right? Well, thou art born to
be a lucky Pug, in spite of thyself.

_Trick_ [_Aside._] O, I am ruined!--One word, I beseech you, father
Aldo.

_Aldo._ Not a syllable. What the devil's in you, daughter? Open, son,
open.

_Trick._ [_Aloud._] It shall not be opened; I will have my will,
though I lose my settlement. Would I were within the chest! I would
hold it down, to spite you. I say again, would I were within the
chest, I would hold it so fast, you should not open it.--The best on't
is, there's good inkle on the top of the inside, if he have the wit to
lay hold on't. [_Aside._

_Limb._ [_Going to open it._] Before Geor