G· C·—Cut your hair, let your beard grow, get another uniform, and, in fact, make yourself a commonplace young man.
GROSVENOR—Again I say that would be impossible.
G· C·—Do you know that I am a bad man when I am crossed? If you do not do what I desire, perhaps I might curse you. (Grosvenor starts.) Ah me.
GROSVENOR—It cannot be.
G· C·—Then beware—may the curse of your aunt be upon you. Ah, ha!