Nelly. To which I will introduce you at dinner. Good-bye till then. [Exit R.
Dolby. Good-bye (rises and puts back chair to L. Charles rises). Now, then, Charley, let’s try the fish (takes his pole and net).
Charles. Really, Dixie, I cannot leave the house just now. I’ll tell you what I’ll do. I’ll send my man with you, and join you soon (goes to door C.). Here, Careless! Careless!
Carlos (enter C.). Yes, sir. Here I am!
Charles. Careless, show this gentleman to the fishing-pond. (Dolby at back, busies himself with tackle.)
Carlos. Fishing-pond! Where’s that?
Charles (aside). Shut up, you fool! Behind the barn.
Carlos. Ho, ho, ho! that’s a pretty fishing-pond! Why, there’s nothin’ there ’cept skeeters!
Charles. Well, they bite, don’t they? You’d better take Towzer along with you, he wants exercise.