Mr. Valdingam: She may even fall in love with you.
Dr. Van Hyde: Extraordinary!
Mr. Valdingam: Your course, therefore, will be to draw from her some decisive manifestation of this abnormal amativeness. You will not be slow to discover how deep-rooted the disease is.... By the way, would you object to meeting my daughter this evening? I shall not allow you to return to New York to-night, you know.
Dr. Van Hyde: I am wholly at your service.
Mr. Valdingam (ringing for Richard): So much the better. (Enter Richard, who removes the dining table.) Now, if you will join me in a cigar and a stroll in the garden, we can talk more at our ease on this painful subject. (They light their cigars and pass out into the garden. Enter from L. at the same time Susan, followed by Rose.)
Susan: Well, what do you think of that?
Rose (laughingly): I am very sorry for poor Dr. Van Hyde. Suppose I should be attacked with a tender passion for him, after all.
Susan: Don’t be ridiculous, Rose. Between you and me, however, it seems to me that this mad-doctor here, who is said to be so very clever, might be turned to some good purpose. I begin to think that your father needs looking after.
Rose: Oh, papa is harmless. At any rate, wait awhile. At present, you must remember, I am Dr. Van Hyde’s patient.
Susan: Nonsense!