SceneII

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Scene

II

A room in Charles Surface’s house.

Enter Trip, Moses, and Sir Oliver Surface.

Trip

Here, Master Moses! if you’ll stay a moment, I’ll try whether⁠—what’s the gentleman’s name?

Sir Oliver

Mr. Moses, what is my name? Aside to Moses.

Moses

Mr. Premium.

Trip

Premium⁠—Very well.

Exit Trip, taking snuff.

Sir Oliver

To judge by the servants, one wouldn’t believe the master was ruined. But what!⁠—sure, this was my brother’s house?

Moses

Yes, sir; Mr. Charles bought it of Mr. Joseph, with the furniture, pictures, etc., just as the old gentleman left it. Sir Peter thought it a piece of extravagance in him.

Sir Oliver

In my mind, the other’s economy in selling it to him was more reprehensible by half.

Reenter Trip.

Trip

My master says you must wait, gentlemen: he has company, and can’t speak with you yet.

Sir Oliver

If he knew who it was wanted to see him, perhaps he would not send such a message?

Trip

Yes, yes, sir; he knows you are here⁠—I did not forget little Premium: no, no, no.

Sir Oliver

Very well; and I pray, sir, what may be your name?

Trip

Trip, sir; my name is Trip, at your service.

Sir Oliver

Well, then, Mr. Trip, you have a pleasant sort of place here, I guess?

Trip

Why, yes⁠—here are three or four of us pass our time agreeably enough; but then our wages are sometimes a little in arrear⁠—and not very great either⁠—but fifty pounds a year, and find our own bags and bouquets!

Sir Oliver

Bags and bouquets! halters and bastinadoes. Aside.

Trip

And apropos, Moses⁠—have you been able to get me that little bill discounted?

Sir Oliver

Wants to raise money too!⁠—mercy on me! Has his distresses too, I warrant, like a lord, and affects creditors and duns. Aside.

Moses

’T was not to be done, indeed, Mr. Trip.

Trip

Good lack, you surprise me! My friend Brush has endorsed it, and I thought when he put his name at the back of a bill ’twas the same as cash.

Moses

No, ’t wouldn’t do.

Trip

A small sum⁠—but twenty pounds. Hark’ee, Moses, do you think you couldn’t get it me by way of annuity?

Sir Oliver

An annuity! ha! ha! a footman raise money by way of annuity! Well done, luxury, egad! Aside.

Moses

Well, but you must insure your place.

Trip

Oh, with all my heart! I’ll insure my place and my life too, if you please.

Sir Oliver

It is more than I would your neck. Aside.

Moses

But is there nothing you could deposit?

Trip

Why, nothing capital of my master’s wardrobe has dropped lately; but I could give you a mortgage on some of his winter clothes, with equity of redemption before November⁠—or you shall have the reversion of the French velvet, or a post-obit on the blue and silver;⁠—these, I should think, Moses, with a few pair of point ruffles, as a collateral security⁠—hey, my little fellow?

Moses

Well, well. Bell rings.

Trip

Egad, I heard the bell! I believe, gentlemen, I can now introduce you. Don’t forget the annuity, little Moses! This way, gentlemen, I’ll insure my place, you know.

Sir Oliver

Aside. If the man be a shadow of the master, this is the temple of dissipation indeed!

Exeunt.