PEACHUM. We shall never fall out about an Execution--But as to that
Article, pray how stands our last Year's Account?
LOCKIT. If you will run your Eye over it, you'll find 'tis fair and
clearly stated.
PEACHUM. This long Arrear of the Government is very hard upon us!
Can it be expected that we would hang our Acquaintance for nothing,
when our Betters will hardly save theirs without being paid for it.
Unless the People in Employment pay better, I promise them for the
future, I shall let other Rogues live besides their own.
LOCKIT. Perhaps, Brother, they are afraid these Matters may be
carried too far. We are treated too by them with Contempt, as if our
Profession were not reputable.
PEACHUM. In one respect indeed our Employment may be reckon'd
dishonest, because, like Great Statesmen, we encourage those who
betray their Friends.
LOCKIT. Such Language, Brother, any where else, might turn to your
Prejudice. Learn to be more guarded, I beg you.
AIR XXIX. How happy are we, &c.
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