Cadwell:
Give him a seat.
L. Gent.:
No. I don't know how to stay seated.
Bendish: (to Cadwell)
Can he be trusted?
Cadwell: (to Little Gentleman)
Come here.
L. Gent.: (throwing Cadwell's wig on the floor)
Well?
Cadwell: What a villain to father a child like this! Isn't it time to grow wise?
L. Gent.: And you who are much larger than I? My aunt says you are not very wise.
Cadwell:
Your aunt is crazy. Was it she who sent you here?
L. Gent.: She bet me half a crown that I wouldn't dare to come here to see if you were home.
Cadwell:
You made a bet?