Young. I didn’t.
Mrs. Y. You did—I’ll burn it when I go home.
Young. Indeed you shall not.
Mrs. Y. I will—and I’ll wear my dirty yellow one to vex you.
[Exit L. H.
Young. Louisa! how can you be so absurd. Louisa, why don’t you wait for me? you’re the most aggravating woman I ever met with.
Mrs. Y. (Without.)—I shall go home alone.
Young. You shall not—(rushing out L. H.)
Mrs. Y. I will—(without.)
Young. You shall not—(without.)