Mr. T. I’ve nothing to explain.
Angie. Let the hateful old thing go.
Tick. (Enthusiastically.) Right you are. Let the old bear go to—
Mrs. T. Husband, you must see him at once. This is the opportunity of a lifetime.
Mr. T. I don’t care to see him.
Mrs. T. You are perfectly absurd to-day, Josiah.
Tick. (Stepping forward.) Madam, I will see him.
Mrs. T. But you are a stranger, you do not understand the case.
Tick. I understand it perfectly. I shall call him to account. I will demand an apology; if he refuses, I will—by jingo, I will challenge him!
Mrs. T. No! No! That would spoil all.