Capt. M. Yes, Hank, I’ll take your letter; and if I can’t go to see your mother, I will send it to her by express.
Hank. Thank you, sir, thank you; and if you should go to Annisport, and see Miss Leafy Jane, please tell her I hain’t forgot her, and if you can say I’ve been a good feller—and behaved tip-top—
Capt. M. Why, Hank! do you remember that little fly-away? You steady old boy, you. Of course you’ve been a good fellow, and I’ll tell her so,—if I see her,—but why don’t you write to her yourself?
Hank. Oh, sir! she might not like it.
Capt. M. That’s so. Well, do as you like, Hank. You can leave the waiter. I will eat all I can of your concoctions. (Exit Hank, R.)
Capt. M. (turning towards Mary). I did not know that there was any love-making in that quarter.
Mary. Nor I, neither.
[Disposition of characters at end of act. Capt. Miller at table, C., eating. Mary at the wheel, L.]
Curtain.