A young man endowed with wit and
character--who possesses more than sixty thousand pounds which he has
just inherited from an uncle. Torrington is the trustee of the estate,
and has written me that the young heir will arrive today.
Urania
I am truly easy. I think it's a fine idea.
Hastings
This marriage would be a great advantage for our family. So, seeing
that you are no longer interested in remarrying, I thought we might
endow Flavella with your estate--reserving a life estate for you until
your death.
Urania
Until my death! Truly, brother, this project is very appealing to me!
I will do no such thing. My death, indeed!
Hastings
But I already sort of promised--
Urania
You promised, eh? Well, de-promise. I'll have you know, I still think
I'm not past marrying and having children--
Hastings
Having children, sis? You're joking, you're past fifty!
Urania
Me! Fifty years old! Me! Jenny!
Jenny (defensively)
Don't blame me. I've never told him your age! Because Madame has lived
a while, people think she's no longer young. He's a stupid man.
Hastings
Dear sister, I believe I've been quite fair in my calculations. I
reasoned that since you are my elder sister, and I am past fifty
myself--necessarily-- Therefor, how can I be wrong?
Urania
Your necessarily is stupid.
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