Townly:
I will wait for you in the arbor.
(Exit Townly)
Lucas: I'd be very much put out to leave the employ of that bourgeois. His bourgeois money shines forth more splendidly than the money of noblemen who have a great deal more.
Mrs. Townly: (entering) Have you just put yourself under the protection of my husband? He can tell me to keep you, but I am not going to obey him. Come quickly, give me the keys and then I will give you your wages.
Lucas: (in a whining tone)
I am very upset about losing my situation with you.
(Then roaring)
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Mrs. Townly:
You are laughing, eh?
Lucas: (crying)
It overwhelms me.
(Roaring)
Ha, ha, ha!
Mrs. Townly:
What are you getting at?