Spruce
You are very wise.
Flavella
What a speech! What nonsense! Am I really listening to the man I love?
McNaughten
What's wrong? You appear surprised—as if I'd said something crazy.
You look to me (addressing Flavella) —let's speak openly—as if you
have little intention of heeding any lesson from your husband.
Flavella (icily)
I know what my duty is as an engaged woman.
McNaughten To be sure, I think you are virtuous and prudent. But you've got an amorous and sly look about you that doesn't augur well for me in the future. Without being a fortune teller, I predict you are planning some little trick to play on me in the future. True? What do you say?
Hastings
Sir, fear nothing. My daughter always behaves herself properly.
McNaughten
The sly ones always behave with great propriety.
Flavella Heavens! Can he say this to my face? Father, let me leave. This gentleman flatters me too much. His tender compliments allow me to understand his sentiments only too well.
(Exit Flavella before her father can reply)
Hastings (aside)
I thought at first my son-in-law had beautiful manners.