L. Gent.:
Eh! Good day my friend.
Cadwell:
Eh: Good day child. Where are you going?
L. Gent.: I've come to see you. Are you angry about it?
Cadwell:
No, not at all. Hold on then.
L. Gent.:
I intend to kiss you.
Cadwell: (embracing him)
Here's the way it's done.
L. Gent.: (embracing Cadwell a second time)
And for my aunt, don't I get one?
Cadwell: (retiring)
Well—is it enough? Fie then, little trickster, you've ruined my wig.
L. Gent.:
Yes, that's true. I made a big booboo. (to Bendish) Eh. Good day,
Bendish. (presenting his hand to Bendish) Touch that.
Bendish: (touching his hand)
That's how it is done.