JESSIE. Oh, aunty (running to her), and you, sir (to JOGTROT), protect me from the violence of my cousin! Because Mr. Chirper sent me a nosegay, he has snatched it from me and torn it to pieces!
JOGTROT (advancing to JACK). Young man, I am amazed—
JACK. Go to the devil! (furiously; JOGTROT beats a retreat).
MRS. T. (sorrowfully). Oh, Jack, Jack!
JACK. Harkee, aunt, it strikes me I’ve been made to play rather a ridiculous part here. First, it’s all Dicky, then it’s all me! Now, it’s all Dicky again! One would almost think I had been used merely as a bait to catch a bigger fish!
MRS. T. (reproachfully). Oh, nephew, nephew!
JOGTROT (advancing). If you allude to Mr. Chirper, sir—
JACK. Damn Mr. Chirper!
[Hurries up, giving nosegay a violent kick, and exit L. H., slamming door violently after him.
MRS. T. What a dreadful scene.