Dilly. La, Mr. Butts, didn’t you never catch a rogue before?
Butts. Silence!
Doctor. Leave her to me, Mr. Butts. Dilly, I’m astonished that a young lady of your age should be guilty of such a proceeding.
Dilly. Dear me, doctor, I didn’t mean any harm: I only wanted a frolic, and it was such a good chance!
Butts. Frolic?—an insult to an officer of the law, you call a frolic? I’ve been insulted. You let me catch you in my office again, that’s all! Frolic!—shades of the chief justices, ghosts of departed judges! Oh, I shall choke! (Exit, C.)
Doctor. If I hear of such a frolic again, Dilly, I shall be very angry with you. Don’t do it again. (Exit, R.)
Dilly. There, now! the doctor’s angry. I didn’t mean any harm. It’s such fun to plague Mr. Butts!
Bob. Served him right, the old scamp!
Harry. Stop, Bob! don’t encourage her: she’s wild enough already. Dilly, come here.