EUCLID. (aside.) Curse his similes!
FANNY. (aside.) I hates figurative language.
RECK. Gad! what a lumping I had in that basket—I feel quite knocked up! (aside.) A little refreshment—Euclid, my old friend, you know I don’t mind taking liberties with you—could you give me a glass of wine?
FANNY. Yes, sir, I saw a bottle in the room where the bas—
EUCLID. Ah—h—hem! the store-room you mean. Fetch it.
[Exit FANNY, R.
RECK. It will be rather acceptable, I assure you. I have just come off a very unpleasant journey.
EUCLID. What? by the coach?
RECK. (aside.) No, by the basket. You mentioned your wife. You are married—and these are your lodgings?