March. This is bad. What will Daddy Gale say?
John Gale. (Outside, C.) Now, what’s the use of talking about Sept.?
Mr. Raymond. (Outside.) But I tell you I will be obeyed! (Both enter, C.)
March. Hallo! here’s a breeze.
Ray. It’s all your doing, you rusty old sea-horse! You’ve made the boy disobey his father.
John Gale. I tell you, Sept. is his own master; and, if he doesn’t choose to go, why here he stays.
Ray. It’s a conspiracy to defraud me of my son, and I won’t stand it!
Mrs. Gale. What’s the matter?
John Gale. Matter? Matter enough! Sept. won’t own his father: that’s what’s the matter!