How fortunate that man is! Maledictions on me!
JOSHUA.
Poor Gilbert! Your turn will come! To-day, it is he; to-morrow it will be you!
GILBERT.
What do you say? We are not thinking of the same thing. What are you talking about?
JOSHUA.
About the scaffold which they are building.
GILBERT.
And I—I am speaking of Jane!
JOSHUA.