Mrs. Townly:
You're a brute.
Nelson:
Goodbye old battle cruiser.
Mrs. Townly:
A booby, a simpleton.
Nelson:
I never contradict anyone.
(Exit Nelson)
Townly:
Really, my dear wife—
Mrs. Townly:
Shut up, my dear husband—
Lawyer:
May I dare explain to you, Madam—
Mrs. Townly: I am delighted that you are all against Young Richly. He lacked only you. Give me the contract that I may sign— (signing) Come, Angelica, sign after me. Obey me.
Angelica: (signing)
I still can't be married, because my father won't sign, so there.