Captain
Everything's all right—
Spruce
Listen, without so much passion.
Flavella
Do you intend that I expose myself again to his stupidities?
Spruce My Lord, no. You jump to conclusions. In one moment, I am going to dispel all these clouds and prove that you are both wrong (Flavella and the Captain protest) and both right.
Flavella
Yes, I'm certainly right, as even you, can see.
Captain
And I am not wrong.
Spruce All this little squabbling excites you. In two words it will be all over. The gentleman has said certain harsh words to you?
Flavella
Past all belief.
Captain
But I say—
Spruce Peace—away with petulance. I won't talk to either of you, if you are always going to interrupt. The man who made this impertinent speech to you is him—except he's not him. It's only his figure, manner, name, and face. The one looks like the other. But, they differ, both are not the same, and, in fact, are two! Thus, the other one is him—dressed in his skin, the portrait of my Captain—he's the one who spoke so unfeelingly to you.