Asa No, which he meant to leave to me, but he thought better on it, and left it to his granddaughter Miss Mary Meredith.
Mrs M Miss Mary Meredith! Oh, I'm delighted.
Aug Delighted?
Asa Yes, you both look tickled to death. Now, some gals, and mothers would go away from a fellow when they found that out, but you don't valley fortune, Miss Gusty?
Mrs M [Aside, crosses to Aug.] My love, you had better go.
Asa You crave affection, you do. Now I've no fortune, but I'm filling over with affections which I'm ready to pour out all over you like apple sass, over roast pork.
Mrs M Mr. Trenchard, you will please recollect you are addressing my daughter, and in my presence.
Asa Yes, I'm offering her my heart and hand just as she wants them with nothing in 'em.
Mrs M Augusta, dear, to your room.
Aug Yes, ma, the nasty beast. [Exit R.]