SCENE · 4

_Frederick’s room as before._

_Enter FREDERICK and RICARDO._

_FREDERICK_ (_hastily_).

Good-bye: I’m off. Speed you as well as I.

Laura is to meet me in the park: an hour

Will put us out of reach.

_RICARDO._

Farewell. God speed you!

All is prepared at Milan; and ere you are married,

I shall be accepted.

_F._ Write me word.

_R._ I will.

_F._ I’ll not believe it till I see your hand.

_R._ Not if Diana write herself?

_F._ To me?

That might persuade me. Good luck to you, Richard!

And thanks for all your favours.

_R._ Favours! eh! 2730

To an old friend! Well. Good-bye!

_F._ Good-bye.

[_Taking up coat, Exit._

_R._ (_leisurely_). He’s gone. Bravo! give him two minutes more

And he will be clean gone: and when he is gone

I shall not fear to tell Diana all.—

He is lost to her; and that I have won her liking

Ends her caprice. Now, ’tis my pleasant duty

To send my letter to Sir Gregory (_takes out letter and

peruses it_).

And open his eyes: he must not be left groping.

(_looking it over._) First who I am; and what I have done, and do

To assist his daughter in her happy match. 2740

When he knows that, he’ll bless me: and he must tell

Diana of Frederick’s marriage; but of me

Keep counsel awhile—better to put that plainer (_goes

to inkstand and writes_).

Yet a slight hint of something to Diana,

If I could manage it, would serve me well.

_Enter Tristram._

(_still writing._) Ah, Tristram: come in, Tristram:

(_aside._) This leaky fool is just the man to do it.—

Lend me your company for half an hour.

_TRISTRAM._

Your company! here’s wonders. I never knew you

ask that before. ’Twas always stand off, Tristram:

and you may go, Tristram: and we don’t want you,

Tristram. What’s come to you now, that you ask my

company?

_R._ Your master’s gone, Tristram; and I shall feel lonely.

_T._ My master is gone: and, as I believe, many

thanks to you. I don’t know why ever you came here;

but since you came all has gone wrong: there’s been

more secrets and less sense: and now my master, or

I should say, my late master, has quarrelled with the

Countess and me; and I am turned loose on the world.

_R._ Do you want a fresh place, Tristram?

_T._ If I did, you are scarcely the man I should look

to; thank you all the same.

_R._ I could give you some good advice.

_T._ I don’t want your advice neither, sir.

R. You love secrets, though: I have one I could tell you.

_T._ I have had enough of secrets. I wish you could

tell me something that isn’t a secret.

_R._ It’s no secret, Tristram, that you love Miss Flora.

_T._ No, damn it: but it was a secret: and the best

of them all. But now my master’s gone, I dare tell you

a secret, sir. I always disliked you extremely from the

first: and I don’t think better of you now.—I have to

put a few things together before the maids come to do

the room; and if you don’t go, I shall leave you to be

dusted out. 2780

_R._ Wait, Tristram: I can teach you better manners.

And I have a service to ask of you. Here’s a purse to

help you and Flora. (_giving._)

_T._ Well, this is a different matter. I am sure,

sir, I am very much obliged to you. But I never

saw the colour of your money before. (_Aside._) More

ducats!

_R._ No: because you served me better by trying to

disoblige me. Now I pay you to oblige me in a trifling

matter. ’Tis to find out Sir Gregory and deliver this

letter to him.

_T._ Certainly, sir. Is there anything else that you

may require, sir?

_R._ Yes. Just light me a taper, and I’ll seal the

letter. You see I don’t trust you altogether, Tristram:

not yet.

_T._ You may, sir. I want no more of Mr. Frederick’s

secrets. Not that they were at all times unprofitable,

though he never himself gave me a penny on their

account. 2800

_R._ (_having sealed_). Here ’tis. Will you please take

it at once?

_T._ (_taking_). I will, sir. (_Aside._) More secrets still:

and more ducats. [_Exit._

_R._ Enough should grow to reach Diana’s ears

From Tristram’s curiosity. Meanwhile

I’ll watch my time. My rival’s safely gone ...

But how to face Diana? I think ’tis best

To take her by surprise: a weaker force 2809

Then overwhelms. I will go change my dress. [_Exit._

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