Mrs. D. So? Well, he was gweer sometimes. He got a notion of twins?
Mrs. T-K. (With interest.) Yes?
Mrs. D. One day he say right out sudden like, “Mrs. Tuppletam, we must haf some twins.” For tree days I tink about dot an’ by myself I make nodings out. Dot was a Chinese puzzle. Mr. Topp he say one day he was goin’ to adopt dem twins. Den it was all glear an’ I say what a kindness in dot heart.
Mrs. T-K. I could listen to you all day.
Mrs. D. Ach, so? Shall you listen all day? Come in my room an’ we can talk more quiet.
Mrs. T-K. Thank you, I will. (Exeunt R.)
Enter Topp, L.
Topp. (Solus.) I said I’d never be a fool again, but I am. Ah! what a face! What a figure! And that smile! Yes, Topp, old boy, you’re in love again for the first time in twenty years. The sensation isn’t bad either. In fact, it is delightful. I feel young again. Didn’t I knock that old chap out easily. Stay! that was her father, that was an indiscretion. I must apologize handsomely. But “the course of true love never did run smooth.” I think I’m no bad match. (Dubbledam and Mrs. T-K. appear in door, R.) My figure isn’t so bad! Nor my hair! Nor my complexion, thanks to abstemious living! (Adonis, business before glass. Mrs. D. knocks two or three times, R., finally enters. Mrs. T-K in door.) Ah, you there, Dubbledam? (Confused.) What do you want?
Mrs. D. Eeef you please, Mr. Topp, I knock two three times already.