Will. What? Ned Hartshorn in love with my sister! I’ll trounce him for that. Now you see me do it. Insult my friend, and in love with my sister! O, I’ll fix him!
Douglas. Hush! Here he is.
Enter Ned, L.
Ned. Ah, Will, back again?
Will. Ay, back again, you sneaking thief!
Ned. How, Will? You forget yourself.
Will. Indeed! You forgot yourself when you made love to my sister and insulted my friend, you mean, contemptible sneak!
Ned. Will, you’ve been drinking.
Will. (Throws off his coat.) You’re right. I’ve just enough liquid lightning in my hide to rouse my manhood. You’ve insulted my friend. Beg his pardon at once.