Chry. The deuce he does! Artistic reprobate!
Gal. But you do not. Perhaps you don’t know how?
Chry. Oh yes; I do know how!
Gal.Well, do it then!
Chry. It’s a strange whim, but I will humor her.
You’re sure it’s innocence? (Does so.)
Gal.Of course it is.
I tell you I was born but yesterday.
Chry. Who is your mother?
Gal.Mother! what is that?