JOSEPHINE. Well, then, as she sets her face against a young one—
COL. Yes; as she sets her face against a young one—
JOSEPHINE. And turns up her nose at a handsome one—
COL. And turns up her nose at a handsome one—
JOSEPHINE. She might find you more to her taste! (to COLONEL).
COL. She might find me more to her— (Seeing JOSEPHINE laughing.) So, Miss Saucy one, you’re poking fun at me, are you? Then you’ll be good enough to find another victim—I mean another admirer, for Miss Julia! Egad, I must make haste and pack up, or I shall lose my train! Come along with me, little one! Good-by, Barton! Keep up your spirits! Recollect you’ve still got me!
JOSEPHINE. And me, Harry. Not yet, but you will!
[Exeunt COLONEL and JOSEPHINE at door R. H.
BART. Dear Josephine! What a contrast to her cold, insensible, apathetic sister! I, who loved her so sincerely, so devotedly, made such a thorough spooney of myself! and was even weak enough to believe I was not quite indifferent to her! I confess I felt hurt—considerably hurt—infernally hurt; but if she flattered herself I should be inconsolable, she never was more mistaken in her life! She little dreamt how soon I should find a cure for my infatuation in the charms of her angelic sister! Dear Josephine! And to think there’s no hope of my calling her mine till we find somebody to call her sister his! By-the-bye, here are a few papers I must look over (seating himself at table and opening papers).