Unfortunately I’m a gentleman,
And so that course is closed to me—
Mous.Of course!
I did but jest—I beg your pardon, sir.
(Aside.) If I could get that veil for one short hour—
Eh, but I’ve drugs to lull a man to sleep!
If I can tempt this squeamish popinjay
To trust himself to me, the thing is done!
(Aloud). I’ve a poor cottage—it is close at hand,
Though humble, it is clean and weather-tight: