ANGELA—This love for yon young Grosvenor is joy. (All sigh.)
(Grosvenor starts and endeavors to escape but is prevented.)
GROSVENOR—Really, ladies, you must excuse me, I have to meet a fellow.
ALL—We know, but deign us a few moments of your precious time. Let us gaze upon your beauteous exterior, if only for a brief while.
GROSVENOR—But, ladies, to what end? I never can be yours. Of course it is my duty to let you gaze on me as you would gaze on any other beautiful product of nature, else why am I in this world? But you cannot turn me from my love. Remember the story of the old man and the railroad runners.