Sgan. There is nothing I can refuse you. You will hear how I will speak to him. (_within the house_) Ah! so you are here, scoundrel!----My brother, I beg your pardon, I assure you it was not my fault.----Profligate wretch! I will teach you to dare importune Mr. Gorgibus, and plague him with your absurdities!----Ah! my brother ... ----Hold your tongue, I tell you.--I would not disoblige ... ---- ... Be silent, rascal.---- Gr.-Re. (_coming forward_). Who do you think is in your house at present? Gor. Why! it is the Doctor with his brother Narcissus; they have had a quarrel, but they are making it up. Gr.-Re. Deuce take it, if they are more than one! Sgan. (_within the house_) Drunkard that you are! I will teach you how to behave.--He may well look down! He feels he has done wrong, the good-for-nothing scoundrel! Ah, the hypocrite, how he pretends to be good! Gr.-Re. (_to_ Gorgibus). Sir, do ask him, just for fun, to make his brother show himself at the window. Gor. Very well. Sir, pray make your brother show himself at the window. Sgan. (_from the window_). He is unworthy of being seen by honourable people; and, besides, I could not bear to have him by the side of me. Gor. Sir, do not refuse me this favour, after all those you have granted me. Sgan. (_from the window_). Truly, Mr. Gorgibus, you have so much power over me that I can refuse you nothing. Show yourself, scoundrel! (_after having disappeared one moment, he reappears as a valet._) Mr. Gorgibus, I am so much indebted to you. (_Disappears, and reappears again as doctor._) Well, did you see that picture of drunkenness? Gr.-Re. (_to_ Gorgibus). I know they are but one, and to prove it, tell him that you want to see them both together. Gor. But grant me the favour of showing yourself with him, and of embracing him at the window before me. Sgan. (_from the window_). It is a thing I would refuse to any one but you; but, to show you that I would do anything for your sake, I consent, though with difficulty, and I wish that he should first ask you to forgive him for the trouble he has given you.--Yes, Mr. Gorgibus, I beg your pardon for having troubled you so much; and I promise you, my brother, in the presence of Mr. Gorgibus, to be so careful in future that you will never have reason to complain. I beg of you not to think any more of what is past (_he kisses his hat and his ruff, which he has put at the end of his elbow_). Gor. Well, did you not see them both? Gr.-Re. Upon my word, he is a sorcerer! Sgan. (_coming out of the house as doctor_). I give you back the key of your house, sir. I do not wish this scoundrel to come down with me, for he makes me ashamed of him. I would not, for anything, that he should be seen with me in this town, where I have some reputation. You can send him away when you please. I wish you good morning, and am your humble servant _(feigns to go, but, after having thrown down his gown, enters the house by the window_).