(Enter Infuriated Parient, Rivals, Witch, Policeman, and a
Perambulator.)
Berlinda’s Pa. Rogue! villain! rascal! Lend me your ears
That I may pierce them with my taunts and jeers.
I come to claim my daughter you have borne away.
Rod. (aside.) ’Twere better she had not been born, I say.
Ber. Pa. And you shall answer for this day’s affray.
Rod. I’m much afraid I shall; but pray be calm.
My hand upon it—I would never do her harm.
Ber. Pa. Silence, base rogue! My friends, the time is fleeting,
I think we’d better now prorogue this meeting.