DE W. (rubs his hands) Capital! capital! Tango wins the day!
WHITE. (seated, L. C.) Father-in-law looks pleased—that’s unlucky. (rises)
DE W. Come here, my orator! come here, my Cicero! I’ve a bit of news for you;—Tango will have my daughter—ha, ha, ha! (pokes WHITEWASH in the ribs)
WHITE. (L. C.) What, sir! you, a man of heart, who have given your word to me——
DE W. Yes, if Pawkins turned out all right; but he don’t—he don’t—he don’t—ha, ha, ha!
WHITE. Mr. De Windsor, allow me to remark, that an innocent man’s character is not to be impugned without sufficient ground. Come here, Pawkins. (whispers to him, “Brazen it out”) Pawkins, a malignant slanderer says you are fishy, but you ain’t, are you?
PAWKINS. (L.) Not as I am aware on.
DE W. Then, most respectable Mr. Pawkins, what were you doing in a certain cupboard at three o’clock in the morning?
WHITE. Ha! the case is desperate, and a desperate effort must be made.