EUCLID. Uneasy, I? Ha! ha! quite a mistake! man in a basket—devilish droll! Ha! ha! ha! Oh! oh! oh!
Enter ROBERT, R.
ROBERT. Please, ma’am, we can’t find any basket; we have looked everywhere.
MRS. F. No!
EUCLID. Not found it? How extraordinary! You could not have looked.
MRS. F. Ah! Fanny must have seen it and taken it. You may go. [Exit ROBERT, R.] I’m uneasy.
EUCLID. So am I. Uneasy, my dear—how absurd!
MRS. F. Why suppose that wild fellow has got out of the basket, Mr. Holdfast may meet him.
EUCLID. My love, you need not give yourself the slightest uneasiness on that score. I dare say he has escaped with the basket, out of the window perhaps—oh! oh! oh!