Northlake.
Let me turn up these lights—the jewel’s from
[Turning up the lights.
Its casket brought. I keep no false coin in
My house, no cunning mockery, no smirking
Counterfeit. Why, he shall own, and rightly
Own, that she, in bodily volition,
Movement, and gesture, well doth match a mind
That’s matchless.
Enter Violet in fancy costume, and Ninon carrying domino.
Violet.
Dear uncle, art thou pleased?
Northlake.
Why, thou art richly worth his gold, were his
Possessions fabulous.
Violet.