Polly. Yes, sir.
Reg. Oh, deah, how funny! Haw, haw, haw! But then, people in his station always do take maids. Pwoposing to a servant!
Polly. But you proposed to me too, Mr. Van Tromp.
Charlie (laughing very hard). Holy Motheth, but I thall thertainly die of laughing!
Polly. Please, Miss Wortley, forgive me?
Stuart. Yes. Remember what she has done for (points to Fred and Agnes) you two.
Fred. And for (pointing at Stuart and Mrs. V. T.) those two.
Agnes. But she must have a lesson.
Stuart. Why, we’ve all had a lesson—on the mysterious means Cupid employs to accomplish his purposes.
Mrs. V. T. Verily ’tis so: