Helen. I told you how it would be, papa, and you would not believe me!
Sir W. So! pray, sir, condescend to inform lady Worret and me, how you introduced yourself into that most extraordinary situation.
Charles. Sir, I shall make no mystery of it, nor attempt to screen you from her ladyship’s just reproaches, by concealing one atom of the truth. The fact is, madam, that sir Willoughby not only in my hearing, gave Miss Helen his unrestricted permission to throw herself into my arms, but actually forced her into the room where I was quietly seated, and positively and deliberately lock’d us in together!
Lady W. Oh! I shall expire!
Sir W. I’ve heard of matchless impudence, but curse me if this isn’t the paragon of the species! Zounds! I’m in a wonderful passion! Daughter, I am resolved to have this affair explained to my satisfaction.
Helen. You may have it explained, papa, but I fear it won’t be to your satisfaction.
Charles. No, sir, nor to her ladyship’s either, and now, as my situation here is not remarkably agreeable I take my leave: madam, your most obedient, and sir Willoughby, the next time you propose an agreeable surprise for your friends—
Sir W. Harkye sir, how you came into my house I can’t tell, but if you don’t presently walk out of it.
Charles. I say, I heartily hope that you may accomplish your purpose.
Sir W. Zounds, sir, leave my house.