[Noticing a small heap of dust on the carpet, which has been collected by Kate’s exertions.] Eh, what’s this? Why, I believe you were actually sweeping the room, Kate!
Kate.
[Shamefacedly.] I am sorry, father, that you should have found me so unsuitably employed.
Hardcastle.
Unsuitably? On the contrary, nothing could be more suitable.
Kate.
[Annoyed.] Come, Papa, don’t you begin to be eccentric too!
Hardcastle.
[Stiffly.] I am not aware that there is anything eccentric about me.