Fash. And I an old man.
Miss H. Why I thought it was to-morrow morning as soon as I was up, I am sure nurse told me so.
Fash. And it shall be to-morrow morning still, if you'll consent.
Miss H. If I'll consent! Why I thought I was to obey you as my husband.
Fash. That's when we're married, till then I am to obey you.
Miss H. Why then if we are to take it by turns it's the same thing. I'll obey you now, and when we are married you shall obey me.
Fash. With all my heart; but I doubt we must get nurse on our side, or we shall hardly prevail with the chaplain.
Miss H. O Lord, I can tell you a way how to persuade her to anything.
Fash. How's that?
Miss H. Why tell her she's a wholesome comely woman, and give her half-a-crown.