Worthy:
That you love my sister.
Cadwell:
It's true.
Worthy: Oh, fine! I've come to assure you that nothing can prevent you from being happy together.
Cadwell:
Eh, how?
Worthy: If you wish it, I promise you, I will employ all my credit with her to make her agree to marry you.
Cadwell:
I don't intend to get married.
Worthy:
What then?
Cadwell:
That's the way it is.
Worthy:
Didn't you tell me that you love my sister?
Cadwell:
I remain in agreement.