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Edward Moore
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 72 pages of information about The Gamester (1753).

Mrs. Bev. Not at home, Jarvis.  You shall see him another time.

Char. To-morrow, or the next day.  O, Jarvis! what a change is here!

Jar. A change indeed, madam!  My old heart akes at it.  And yet methinks—­But here’s somebody coming.

SCENE IV.

Enter LUCY with STUKELY.

Lucy. Mr. Stukely, Madam.
    [Exit.

Stu. Good morning to you, Ladies.  Mr. Jarvis, your servant. 
Where’s my friend, madam?
    [To Mrs. Beverley.

Mrs. Bev. I should have asked that question of You.  Have not you seen him to-day?

Stu. No, madam.

Char. Nor last night?

Stu. Last night!  Did not he come home then?

Mrs. Bev. No.  Were not you together?

Stu. At the beginning of the evening; but not since.  Where can he have staid?

Char. You call yourself his friend, Sir; why do you encourage him in this madness of gaming?

Stu. You have asked me that question before, madam; and I told you my concern was that I could not save him.  Mr. Beverley is a man, madam; and if the most friendly entreaties have no effect upon him, I have no other means.  My purse has been his, even to the injury of my fortune.  If That has been encouragement, I deserve censure; but I meant it to retrieve him.

Mrs. Bev. I don’t doubt it, Sir; and I thank you.  But where did you leave him last night?

Stu. At Wilson’s, madam, if I ought to tell; in company I did not like.  Possibly he may be there still.  Mr. Jarvis knows the house, I believe.

Jar. Shall I go, madam?

Mrs. Bev. No; he may take it ill.

Char. He may go as from himself.

Stu. And if he pleases, madam, without naming Me.  I am faulty myself, and should conceal the errors of a friend.  But I can refuse nothing here.
    [Bowing to the ladies.

Jar. I would fain see him, methinks.

Mrs. Bev. Do so then.  But take care how you upbraid him.  I have never upbraided him.

Jar. Would I could bring him comfort!
    [Exit.

Stu. Don’t be too much alarmed, madam.  All men have their errors, and their times of seeing them.  Perhaps my friend’s time is not come yet.  But he has an uncle; and old men don’t live for ever.  You should look forward, madam:  we are taught how to value a second fortune by the loss of a first.
    [A knocking at the door.

Mrs. Bev. Hark!—­No; that knocking was too rude for Mr. Beverley.  Pray heaven he be well!

Stu. Never doubt it, madam.  You shall be well too:  every thing shall be well.
    [Knocking again.

Mrs. Bev. The knocking is a little loud though.  Who waits there?  Will none of you answer?—­None of you, did I say?  Alas!  I thought myself in my own house, surrounded with servants.

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