Mrs. S. I am surprised you should dare to show your face here!
Grace. Even if you did save papa’s life you have no right to make me miserable!
Mrs. S. No gentleman would attempt to force his affections where they are not wanted!
Fred. Excuse me!
Mrs. S. Especially after such deceit which has luckily been discovered in time; of course we cannot argue with you if your own sense of honor does not prompt you to do what is right.
Fred (puzzled). Really, Mrs. Selwyn, you must be more explicit!
Mrs. S. We have said all that need be said to anyone with a spark of proper feeling. Good day, Mr. Bellamy!
Grace (imitating her mother). Good day, sir! (They courtesy very formally and go out, L. U. E.)
Fred (following them he has door slammed in his face, then putting down hat and Directory). What does this mean? I’m sent on a wild goose chase after a confounded Tompkins and on my return I am coolly snubbed by the wife and daughter of the man for whom I am slaving! I won’t put up with it! No! Thirty-seven Tompkinses have I tracked to their several and respective abodes. Most of them lived at the top of the houses, too! (Noting card left by Blithers.) What’s this, “Bosco Blithers!” What does it mean? He’s my Lottie’s father-in-law—what can he want here? Pshaw! He can’t have called here at all, I must have dropped the card myself! (Sitting down again, L.)
Sel. (entering exhausted, C.). I’m done up! They ought not to be allowed to make such long streets. (He sits.) Hullo! Do you know where that Dibbs is?