Sel. You have got my hat, though!
Blith. I’ve been here with it three or four times. I’m glad to get rid of it! (Selwyn snatches it, and goes up leaving other hat in his hand.)
Capt. K. (to Blithers). Sir, I made a formal request of you, this morning.
Blith. Stop! That’s my hat! (Taking hat quickly from Capt. Katskill’s hand.)
Capt. K. Your’s? Then it was you who gave me the “oner?”
Blith. Not that I am aware of, my good young man!
Sel. (aside). Last night seems to have been very pugilistic.
Capt. K. I was standing outside my club, after giving a farewell supper to some bachelor friends, when my hat was rudely knocked off!
Blith. Not by me, sir, I assure you.
Dibbs (aside). The mixture as before! They want me to help ’em again! (Taking hat that Selwyn gave to Blithers.) This is your hat, I think, Captain?