Fournichon. You are right, that would never do; but I have another proposal to make. I too intend going to the ball, and have had costumes made for myself and one of my friends, which will no doubt suit you better. You can have those, and give us yours.
John. All right, if they are better suited to the purpose than ours.
Fournichon. Oh! just perfect! You shall see. [Opens two chests in the foreground, and takes out costumes. These should be so made as to be put on, on the stage, without much trouble.] We were going as an old lady and her granddaughter. The dresses are very simple, and I think they will do admirably.
“I AM QUITE LOST IN THIS CAP.”
Charles. Done! I accept that. Now, quick! before any one has time to surprise us.
John. Say, Charles, will you be the grandmother?
Charles. All right, and you the girl.
Fournichon. Don’t make any mistakes; the crinoline belongs to this skirt.
Charles. I am quite lost in this cap.