Grimbaldi re-appears at door, R. 2 E., and goes quietly up stage, until he stands at the elbow of Todd, R.
After all, the girl adores me; she is uncommonly pretty; and if I can only bring home a tame brigandess to Brompton, what will they say?
Grim. Hum!
Todd. (starts) Another! where the devil do they all come from?
Grim. You are going to marry Marietta?
Todd. Well, suppose I am—suppose I intend making that superior young person my wife?
Grim. And suppose I intend making her your widow?
Todd. (L. C.) My widow! There’s a dark ferocity in your words that exactly matches your countenance. I remember having seen you in wax at Madame Tussaud’s. What is it you contemplate?
Grim. (R.) Vengeance! (crosses to L.) The man who robs me of Marietta, shall never survive the wedding night!
Todd. (R. C.) What an atrocious idea!—but you can’t be serious?