Charles. Without finding yourself the most astonished of the party! [Exit.
Sir W. Thank heaven my house is rid of him.
Lady W. As usual, sir Willoughby, a precious business you’ve made of this!
Sir W. Death and furies, my Lady Worret—
Falk. Gently, my old friend, gently: I’m one too many here during these little domestic discussions; but before I go, on two points let me caution you; let your daughter choose her own husband if you wish her to have one without leaping out of the window to get at him; and be master of your own house and your own wife if you do not wish to continue, what you now are, the laughing-stock of all your acquaintance.— [Exit.
Lady W. Ah! the barbarian!
Sir W. (appears astonished) I’m thunderstruck (makes signs to Helen to go before.)
Helen. Won’t you go first, papa?
Sir W. Hey? If I lose sight of you till you’ve explained this business, may I be laid up with the gout while you are galloping the Gretna Green! “Be master of your house and wife if you don’t wish to continue, what you now are!—Hey? the laughing-stock of all your acquaintance!” Sir Willoughby Worret the laughing stock of all his acquaintance! I think I see my self the laughing-stock of all my acquaintance (pointing to the door) I’ll follow you ladies! I’ll reform! ’tis never too late to mend! [Exeunt.
End of act IV.