Spruce
Sir, what's wrong with you--are you getting dizzy?
Captain
It's a miracle. You won't believe it when I tell you.
Spruce
Sir, I will, I promise you--if you don't lie.
Captain
As you know, I was born a McNaughten, near Edinburgh. I am of a blood
which ceded valor to no one. You know that having lost father, mother,
and relatives, and penniless, I was left to spend my days in the
highlands. To escape, I joined the army when I was only fifteen. Only
I had a brother, who lived with me in the home of my uncle--a rich old
miser who wouldn't give me a penny. So I ran away, and they haven't
heard of me for many years. And I've heard from many sources that both
my brother and my uncle thought me dead.
Spruce
I know all that. And I know your mother died in giving birth to you
and that same brother. You and your brother are as indistinguishable
as two glasses of milk. In short, you are twins. So what?
Captain
We look so much alike that the finest painters would be easily
deceived. Even our own father considered putting a sign on us to tell
us apart.
Spruce
I've heard the story of your life several times. What has that story
got to do with our present troubles?
Captain
You will be astonished. This trunk belongs to my brother!
Spruce
How about that?
Captain
And I learn from this letter that our uncle is dead--
Spruce
Amazing--
Captain
--and has left all his money to this twin of mine.
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