Flo [Pretending to cry.] Good bye, Dundreary. I'll never see
you again in all your glory.

Dun Don't cry, Miss Florence, I'm ready for Mr. Tommy Hawk.


Enter Binny.


Binny If you please, Miss, 'ere's a gent what says he's hexpected.

Flo What's his name? Where's his card?

Binny He didn't tell me his name, Miss, and when I haxed him
for his card 'e said 'e had a whole pack in his valise,
and if I 'ad a mine 'e'd play me a game of seven hup.
He says he has come to stay, and he certainly looks as if
he didn't mean to go.

Flo That's him. Show him in, Mr. Binny. [Exit Binny, L. 3 E.]
That's my American cousin, I know.

Aug [Romantically.] Your American cousin. Oh, how delightfully
romantic, isn't it, Capt. De Boots? [Comes down.] I can imagine
the wild young hunter, with the free step and majestic mien of
the hunter of the forest.

Asa [Outside, L. 3 E.] Consarn your picture, didn't I tell you
I was expected? You are as obstinate as Deacon Stumps' forelock,