BROWN. Fanny shall have a thousand pounds!
O’WALKER. (aloud to the OTHERS) He says Fanny shall have a thousand pounds! (slips the letter into BROWN’S hand) Generous, liberal-minded man, allow me to embrace you—I don’t know why I should, but I do! (embraces BROWN)
MRS. J. And me too, cousin! (ditto)
FANNY. And me, godpapa! (ditto)
PATTY. And me too, B. B.! (ditto)
BROWN. And now what say you to a comfortable dinner, by way of a wind up?
O’WALKER. Agreed, and what’s more, you shall have the pleasure of paying for it. (BROWN about to remonstrate) Nay, I insist upon it—I don’t know why I should, but I do!
BROWN. With all my heart. (looking at his watch) Let me see—ten minutes past three——
O’WALKER. Past three! (snatching BROWN’S watch out of his pocket and looking at it) It is!—that scoundrel Dibbs—I’m ruined!—and yet—I may catch him yet—ah! (thrusting BROWN’S watch into fob and looking towards L.) Yes—there goes one—here, conductor—stop! stop! (opens his umbrella and runs hastily, L., comes in contact with SCHNIPPS)
O’WALKER. My tailor, again! It never rains but it pours—I don’t know why it shouldn’t, but it don’t! Oh, Dibbs!—that scoundrel Dibbs!