ARTH. Not the slightest doubt about it, uncle! but I only did it to oblige Sir Felix!
COL. Oblige Sir Felix by running off with his wife?
ARTH. Yes! in order to show you what a desperate dog I had become, so that you might put me out of the way of temptation by consenting to my marriage with Myrtle! But now—(with a deep sigh)—that’s all knocked on the head!
SIR F. How so?
ARTH. Because, my dear fellow, your wife having accepted, I am bound, as a man of honor, to run away with her!
COL. (turning to SIR F.). Of course, as a man of honor, we’re bound to run away with her!
ARTH. A lady—(here COLONEL turns to him)—for whom I entertain the highest respect!
COL. (turning to SIR F.). A lady for whom we entertain the highest respect!
ARTH. But—(here COLONEL turns again to him)—for whom I don’t care two pins!
COL. (turning to SIR F.). But for whom we don’t care two pins!