Angelica:
Here is my father. Leave quickly.
(Exit Edward)
(Enter Mr. Townly from another direction)
Townly: Rejoice, little girl, rejoice. You will be married according to my wishes. I have triumphed and put it over on your mother.
Angelica:
Ah, poor papa, I am afraid indeed that—
Townly: (dancing around) I put it over on her I tell you. She just insisted herself that I do what I wish. And I had to appear not to like it for fear she'd change her mind.
Angelica:
Once she gets an idea, action soon follows.
Townly: Yes, my darling daughter, the great wealth of Mr. Nelson is as pleasing to my wife as it is to myself. A rich merchant is a treasure for a girl like you who hasn't a romantic thought in her head. True, he's a bit rustic and crude, but he's open, honest.
Angelica:
I pardon this crudeness in favor of his honesty.
Townly: Some say he lacks good qualities, but I find he has many. If only he could get away from the habit of saying things which have neither rhyme nor reason. He's a little too familiar, especially with women he's never met before.