Part 36 (1/2)

Ha, ha!

LADY TWOMBLEY.

I saw your brother on that one fatal night. Common person that he is, he must have a heart under his vulgar waistcoat.

MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE.

Be careful! Don't insult my Jo!

LADY TWOMBLEY.

I compliment him! I will appeal to him to protect me from your claws, Gayl.u.s.tre!

MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE.

Oh, you will, will you?

LADY TWOMBLEY.

I will.

MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE.

Very well then--do it! Kate Twombley, go to that door and call my brother Jo!

LADY TWOMBLEY.

What!

MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE.

Do it!

LADY TWOMBLEY.

What--do you--mean?

MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE.

Open that door and call Jo!

LADY TWOMBLEY.

No, no! [She opens the door and looks out.] You are only frightening me!

MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE.

Call--Mr. Lebanon!

LADY TWOMBLEY.