(Enter HENRICH SCHERCL L.)
HENRICH SCHERCL.
Ah, Mr. Sylvester, how do you do? Where is Mr. Tempenny? I hoped to see him.
CHARLES SYLVESTER.
He has been compelled to go out on most important business.
HENRICH SCHERCL.
The business of you gentlemen is always "most important" excepting when it concerns them that find you the wherewithal. (Aside.) What a nice girl!
(ROSALINE smiles at him.)
CHARLES SILVESTER.
I don't think, my dear Schercl, that you have much cause to complain. You don't lose by us; now confess!