Captain
I hope that duty will answer for me. I count very little on my own
will.
Hastings
You are quite wrong. Rely on enchanting her at first sight. I know
women, and, take my word, Flavella is a wax tablet which I mould and
form to my pleasure. I'll be very much surprised if you are not to her
taste. I am her father, and to show you how much she defers to my
wishes, just step aside. I am going to call her, and, without her
seeing you, you will see how she responds to you.
(Exit Hastings)
Captain
Leave me here. Go find my brother. The main thing is to prevent him
from meeting Mr. Torrington. Make sure!
Spruce
I agree. But, in the romantic mood he's in, I don't guarantee I'll be
able to prevent him from seeing Miss Flavella. So, press her ardently,
but be quick about it, there's no time to waste.
Captain
Go, quickly. I won't lose any time here. (steps aside)
(Exit Spruce in one direction. From another, enter Hastings and
Flavella.)
Hastings
Now, come along, Flavella.
Flavella
What is it, father?
Hastings
To be brief about it, a man from Scotland has just arrived. He's very
good looking, and he's here to marry you.
Flavella (aside)
What to I hear?
Hastings
It's a perfect match--birth, wealth, family, all to my taste, and, as
to his person--his person will suit you, my dear, suit you perfectly.
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