Aunt. Silence! You're breaking the heart of that dear girl in there, (pointing to bathroom) Who's worth a hundred such creatures as you—a murderer who tried to drown his own aunt!
Aurora. Drown yer! Why, the dear doctor wouldn't drown a kitten, and you ain't no kitten, 'Amlet!
Aunt. (furious) And to crown all—I find you in the arms of this——
Aurora. This! Who are you callin' "this?"
Aunt. A disreputable Pimlico lodging-house kitchen girl! (crosses R. and back again)
Aurora. 'Ere! Cheese it! I may be a kitchen girl, but I ain't disreputable!
Aunt. (very furious) There's only one thing left for you to do, sir.
Doctor. I know—the water cure!
Aunt. You shall marry this girl, sir.
Aurora. (in a dream) Marry the dear doctor!