Dam. Sit down and hear all.
Pin. Now, ma’am, while I’m in the vein I’ll have my say. You know that person there (Pointing to CHESTER.) is your clandestine son, and if Mr. Niggle had been unfortunate enough to have fallen a victim to your wiley arts, he would have found himself, not only the surreptitious father-in-law of a full grown young man, but responsible for a budget of bills, from milliners, linen-drapers, wig-makers, butchers, and wine depóts—and—that’s all.
Dam. And quite enough I think. Look at her, see how confounded she is now.
Miss Coy. (Falling into her chair.) Well, this is the climax of scandal.
[MISS MEADOWS rises and comes forward, followed by MISS MACAW.
Miss Mea. (To MISS MACAW.) Pray let us leave the house.
Che. (Advancing and detaining her.) Are we never to meet again?
Miss Mea. Never, while so much mystery surrounds you.
Miss Coy. (To MISS MACAW.) A word with you, madam, if you please.