ETHEL. And yet he had the impudence to make me think he wasn’t?
MRS. P. Do you mean to say it’s Captain Plunger you’ve been flirting with?
ETHEL. For all the world as if he was a bachelor! the wretch!
MRS. P. The monster! But I’m even with him; for he can’t have flirted half as hard with you as I have done with Mr. Larkspur.
ETHEL. Mr. Larkspur! Is it Mr. Larkspur you’ve been flirting with?
MRS. P. Of course it is. He always was a favourite of mine.
ETHEL. But you were not a favourite of his. He doesn’t care for you a bit.
MRS. P. I fear, myself, it’s a good deal.
ETHEL. It isn’t though, I tell you. He can’t bear the sight of you.
MRS. P. I dare say not, my love. It will of course remind him that I am another’s.