Serv. No wonder, Sir, that Mrs. Baltimore should think so. He makes such a good show with his actions, that he must set about such things very cunningly.
Balt. Yes, Servet, thou hast always had some notion of his true character.
Serv. To think that there should be such hypocrisy in the world! It grieves, it distresses me!
Balt. Pooh, man! never mind how many hypocrites there are in the world, if he be but found amongst the number.
Serv. Ay, Sir; but if he get you once into prison—
Balt. Will he not be detested for it?
Serv. But if he should take the borough from you—
Balt. Well! and if he should take my life too, would he not be hanged for it?
Serv. To be sure, there would be some satisfaction in that if you could peep through your winding-sheet to see it.
Balt. He will now appear to the world in his true colours: I shall now speak boldly of a determined and palpable wrong: It relieves me from a heavy load. Give me thy hand, my friend Servet; thou has brought me admirable news.
Serv. But, Sir, we must take care of ourselves. For he is come of such a low, cunning, mean set of people—
Balt. Ha! you know this, do you? You know something of his family?
