Here
they are. (giving him a packet of letters and a portrait)
McNaughten (stunned)
All this, here, has been with her for a long time?
Jenny
It's the custom amongst HONEST people, when they quarrel and make a
final break, to return each other's letters and portraits.
McNaughten
Is it so?
Jenny
Yes, sir--without fail. This young man here will tell you so. Those
who live properly pride themselves on it.
McNaughten
Look here, my dear, all of this is a terrible nuisance, and you should
realize that I'm getting tired of putting up with it.
Jenny
Stop playing around! Here's your portrait--now give me hers, and, I'll
be off!
McNaughten
My portrait--what are you talking about?
Jenny
Yes, your portrait, which my mistress exchanged for hers--bad bargain,
though it was.
McNaughten (feebly)
I gave MY portrait to YOUR mistress?
Jenny
Look, are you going to pretend this is all a fable? That it is all
false?
McNaughten
Why, yes, by all the Devils, that is what I say, and what I will
maintain, now and forever.
Jenny
Surely, you wouldn't dare to take your oath on that, sir?
McNaughten
Yes, I swear it. For, I've never had my portrait drawn, which proves
it, beyond question.
Spruce
This is no time to feign.
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