Bob. No, I ain’t hurt me. (Exit, C. Enter Dilly, L.)
Fred. I’m glad you are here, Lucy. I leave you to-day, and, that you may not entirely forget me, may I beg your acceptance of this. (Presenting a watch.)
Lucy. Oh, what a splendid little watch! Thank you a thousand thousand times for your kindness.
Dilly. Oh, what a beauty! Dear me, Fred, ain’t you going to give me something to remember you by?
Lucy. Hush, Dilly.
Dilly. I’m sure I shall forget you if you don’t.
Fred. Oh! I haven’t forgotten you, Dilly. Here, take this. I’ve often heard you say you wanted a portfolio. You shall have this. Should I ever become a great man, you can boast that you own something which no one but I have ever used.
Dilly. Oh, thank you, Fred! That’s just what I wanted! Isn’t it nice? I’ll go show it to auntie at once. (Exit, L.)
Fred. Lucy, may I not hope that the many happy hours we have spent together here may sometimes recall me to your remembrance?
Lucy. Don’t talk so, Fred! I hope we shall meet again often. There is no one whom I shall miss more than you.