Good morrow , Shark . Psha — prithee do n't touzle and mouzle a Body so ; can n't you salute without rumpling one 's Tucker and spoiling one 's Things ? I hate to be tumbled . Well , what 's your Business this Morning ? Have you any Message ? We were afraid he would have gone off last night ; he has had two of his Epileptic Feasts . Nay it would be a considerable Loss to me should he die without a Will : for you know he has promised me a handsome Legacy . He expects them in Town today , or tomorrow at farthest , and I believe he intends to make them joint Heirs with your Master . Never . Here your Master comes . Bless us ; what 's the matter , Sir ? Pray Sir , what says the young Lady to all this ? You , Sir , must act the same part ; seem to approve of the Marriage by all means , for the more you oppose , the more violent they will be . Trust the affair to Shark and me , and I 'll engage we bring you together in spite of Age and Avarice . I 'll give the young Lady a hint or two , which I believe will cure the old Fellow of his Lovefit ! Shark , go you and prepare your Disguises ; do you act the Nephew and the Niece well and I 'll warrant everything else shall thrive . He has been up this Hour — here he comes ; be sure you comply with him , let him say what he will . Your Eyes , Sir , look very sparkling and lively — but I think a — um — your other parts are not quite so brisk . Here , here , all roasted — they have been at the Fire these three Hours . I have hinted something to Harriet which I believe will break off the Match infallibly . Ay , Sir , you 'd say it was a happy Escape indeed , if you knew all ; why Sir , it is whispered everywhere that she had an Intrigue last Summer at Scarborough with a Captain of Horse . The Lord knows , Sir , some Madman I believe — It is Shark , I suppose . What do you want , Sir ? Skinflint ! There is my Master , Sir Isaac Skinflint , in that great Chair . Ay , Shark , that is the chiefest Difficulty , the Masterpiece , and unless you accomplish that you do nothing . I think you have a very fair one now . My Lady Lovewealth 's , Sir . I told her Miss Harriet was gone home , and that my Master was gone out in a Chair to some of his Lawyers , for I could not let her see Sir Isaac . In my Room , Sir , dressing for the Widow . They are always loose , I think . Yes Sir , and he will be here presently .Hark , this is he I suppose . Sir , there 's a Lady in deep Mourning below , who says she is your Niece . Madam , this is your Uncle . I shall hear you sing another tune presently . Indeed Sir , I am afraid so . Indeed Sir , I think this Lady is not extremely modest . With me , Madam ? Slip up the back stairs to my Room and I 'll come and undress you .Get you out , you wicked Woman , get you out . O Sir , we are all undone ! Your Uncle , Sir , is dead . Ay , dead , Sir ! Shark with his Tricks and Rogueries has so teazed him that having with much ado got into his Chamber , down he fell upon the Bed , and there he lies without either Motion , Voice , Sense , Pulse or Understanding . That 's impossible , for Mr. Littlewit and Doctor Leatherhead are below with the Marriage Articles . Not a word . They are but this minute come in . Here they all are upon the Table where he shifted . Sir , my Lady Lovewealth has sent her Daughter to wait on you , and my Lady will be here herself immediately . O my dear generous Master . I have them in this Casket , Sir . Sure never was so generous and grateful a Master . Time enough , Fool . Consider Matrimony is a long Journey . Come , come , this is no time for prating and fooling . Do you join the Company to avoid Suspicion , and tomorrow Morning put me in Mind of it . If I am in Humour , I may perhaps walk towards Doctors Commons and venture at a great Leap in the Dark with you , for so I think marriage may be justly called . And here 's my hand . If I can help it , it shall not fail on mine . Who have we here ? Our Apothecary , Monsieur du Maigre ! Pray Heaven the old Man is not come to Life again . What , is he alive ? So we have been making a Will to a fine Purpose . O Sir ! Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! I can n't speak — but your Uncle 's alive — that 's all . Ay , alive , Sir . I thought so too ; but it seems while we were about the Will , Monsieur du Maigre , the Apothecary , came in and bled him in an Instant , which has unfortunately recovered him . He is within with him now , and one Councellour Cormorant who is come upon some Law Business to him — O here they all come . Me ! Lord , Sir , I never knew anything of it ‘ till Monsieur du Maigre informed me . I thought you were in a sound Sleep , Sir , and was extremely glad of it . Yes Sir , they have been here a considerable time . So now the Murder 's coming out . Indeed , Sir , you did make a Will before you had your fit , but you have forgot it , I suppose .