AUGUS. Nonsense!
REBECCA. I thought he was some relation or friend of the family—he’s taking his breakfast in the parlour.
AUGUS. Taking his breakfast in the parlour! What? alone with the silver spoons!
REBECCA. Good gracious, I never thought of that!
VAN. (without, L. D.) I say, what’s your name! Young woman! you haven’t put any salt upon the table—do you take me for a cannibal?
AUGUS. (aside, and staring at VANDYKE, who is standing in the door, L.) Why the fellow has got on my morning gown! Confound his impudence! (crosses to R.)
VAN. (aside) Who’s this, I wonder? He looks like a tailor; he can’t be one of my creditors, scented me out already. (aloud—politely to BOBBINS) Good morning, sir; did you wish to speak to me? (to REBECCA) You needn’t remain.
AUGUS. (alarmed) No, no, stay where you are.
VAN. (to REBECCA) Do you hear? Never mind the salt; I’ll finish my breakfast by and by.
AUGUS. (aside—alarmed) He’s actually sending her out of the way. I’m getting very uneasy.