Boss Mangan comes in from the hall, followed by the captain. Mangan, carefully frock-coated as for church or for a diHECTORs' meeting, is about fifty-five, with a careworn, mistrustful expression, standing a little on an entirely imaginary dignity, with a dull complexion, straight, lustreless hair, and features so entirely commonplace that it is impossible to describe them. CAPTAIN SHOTOVER [to Mrs Hushabye, introducing the newcomer]. Says his name is Mangan. Not able-bodied. MRS HUSHABYE [graciously]. How do you do, Mr Mangan? MANGAN [shaking hands]. Very pleased. CAPTAIN SHOTOVER. Dunn's lost his muscle, but recovered his nerve. Men seldom do after three attacks of delirium tremens [he goes into the pantry]. MRS HUSHABYE. I congratulate you, Mr Dunn. MAZZINI [dazed]. I am a lifelong teetotaler. MRS HUSHABYE. You will find it far less trouble to let papa have his own way than try to explain. MAZZINI. But three attacks of delirium tremens, really! MRS HUSHABYE [to Mangan]. Do you know my husband, Mr Mangan [she indicates Hector]. MANGAN [going to Hector, who meets him with outstretched hand]. Very pleased. [Turning to Ellie]. I hope, Miss Ellie, you have not found the journey down too fatiguing. [They shake hands]. MRS HUSHABYE. Hector, show Mr Dunn his room. HECTOR. Certainly. Come along, Mr Dunn. [He takes Mazzini out]. ELLIE. You haven't shown me my room yet, Hesione. MRS HUSHABYE. How stupid of me! Come along. Make yourself quite at home, Mr Mangan. Papa will entertain you. [She calls to the captain in the pantry]. Papa, come and explain the house to Mr Mangan. She goes out with Ellie. The captain comes from the pantry. CAPTAIN SHOTOVER. You're going to marry Dunn's daughter. Don't. You're too old. MANGAN [staggered]. Well! That's fairly blunt, Captain. CAPTAIN SHOTOVER. It's true. MANGAN. She doesn't think so. CAPTAIN SHOTOVER. She does. MANGAN. Older men than I have-- CAPTAIN SHOTOVER [finishing the sentence for him].--made fools of themselves. That, also, is true. MANGAN [asserting himself]. I don't see that this is any business of yours. CAPTAIN SHOTOVER. It is everybody's business. The stars in their courses are shaken when such things happen. MANGAN. I'm going to marry her all the same. CAPTAIN SHOTOVER. How do you know? MANGAN [playing the strong man]. I intend to. I mean to. See? I never made up my mind to do a thing yet that I didn't bring it off. That's the sort of man I am; and there will be a better understanding between us when you make up your mind to that, Captain. CAPTAIN SHOTOVER. You frequent picture palaces. MANGAN. Perhaps I do. Who told you? CAPTAIN SHOTOVER. Talk like a man, not like a movie. You mean that you make a hundred thousand a year. MANGAN. I don't boast. But when I meet a man that makes a hundred thousand a year, I take off my hat to that man, and stretch out my hand to him and call him brother. CAPTAIN SHOTOVER. Then you also make a hundred thousand a year, hey?