Plant. I don't ask you to marry both—(whacks)—of them, but one or the other you must—(whacks)—and shall—(whacks on table)—after all you have said and done, (up) Now, my dear sir, (walking about waving his stick C.) I speak to you as a bachelor—(whacks rug with walking stick)—without encumbrances, (whacks) What have you got there? (whacks)
Doctor. (gets up) My encumbr———er—my model! (R. of chair)
Plant. Your model?
Doctor. (intercepting him) Yes, my ana——
Plant. Anna?
Doctor. Anatomical model. Look out, you'll break it—and these things cost money, you know.
Plant. I accept your explanation—without prejudice, Well, to return to our muttons—I mean my poor lambs—
Doctor. (aside) Oh. damn your lambs! (crosses L.)
Plant. I ask you, as a father, what are your intentions?
Doctor. (aside) Can't tell him I'm married—he'd tell auntie.