Hastings
My word, neither do I. But tell me, sister, what are you getting at?
This bizarre humor--
Captain
This lady is your sister?
Hastings
Yes, sir--who infuriates me--my elder sister, but not wiser. What new
caprice, what new demon, I say, makes you come play mischief? To
scandalize this poor gentleman who never saw you before in his life?
How could he have harmed you, a perfect stranger?
Urania
Doesn't know me! A perfect stranger! I believe you're mad. For two
years, this ingrate has been my suitor--my lover. This gigolo has
drawn on my wealth, and I have paid for practically every thing he
wears. If I hadn't taken pity on his misfortunes, he would long ago
have been on the dole.
Hastings
I told you so; she's a little crazy.
Captain
Still, she seems normal. Some sort of mistake.
Hastings
Oh, I give you my word.
Captain
In any event, I don't relish lingering here any longer to listen to
this insulting discourse. I leave the battle field to the lady. I will
return as soon as she leaves.
Hastings
No one can stop her from talking. You have to put up with her
difficult nature.
Captain
For a while, sir, permit me to leave you. I will return to finish my
visit.
(Exit Captain)
Urania (pursuing him part way)
Don't think to escape me.
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