(Enter McNaughten and Spruce)
Spruce (to McNaughten) Yes, sir, here they are: the father and daughter, together. You can speak with both of them about your affair.
Hastings Ah, sir, my daughter and I must beg your pardon for my sister and her wild delusions. You conceive, sir, that women, like little girls, sometimes have spirits that go against their family.
McNaughten
Ah,—yes,—sir.
Hastings
You return quickly. I am delighted.
McNaughten I come to wish you a good day. And, at the same time, to marry a lady named Flavella, whose father you are,—at least every one says so. In short, that is what brings me here.
Hastings I've already told you, and I repeat, how much this pleases me. My daughter is happy, too. Having seen you, she now submits to love and duty. At first, she had a slight distaste—but after seeing you, her heart melted.
McNaughten (puzzled)
We've met before?
Hastings
Just now. You left her here, and appeared content.
McNaughten
Me? I left her here?