_Cha._ Well, the fact is, I went to sleep on the sofa: I’ve some faint recollection of the landlord coming in and asking me something about moving out; but he was so long about it that I fell asleep again, and during that time I fancy he had me quietly carried, sofa and all, into the next room. By the way, I have a charming idea. _Luc._ May I venture to ask it? (_Aside._) I should like to have a look at this man. _Cha._ Madam, in the East, you are aware that a veil is a protecting wall between man and woman. If you would endeavor to put on such a veil, and would do me the honor of granting me an interview,—the landlord can supply us with refreshments,—we can converse more easily than through this partition; in fact, we shall be in the East; and, further, I pledge myself on my honor as a gentleman, that nothing shall in any way cause you to regret our interview. _Luc._ (_aside_). His letter announces that he intends to risk his fortune. What if I could dissuade him? it would at least be the act of a Christian, and—and a woman. _Cha._ What! not a word? must I then beseech you in song?— (_Sings._) Oh! let my voice persuasive Penetrate to your inmost heart; Oh! list to my prayer so plaintive, Through the door that keeps us apart. _Luc._ I consent, but upon one condition; and that is, that you explain to me how it is that a man can be too lazy to do any thing. _Cha._ Very good; at least I will explain to you the meaning of this somewhat bad joke. _Luc._ Sir, upon these conditions in a few moments I shall be prepared to meet you—in China. _Cha._ Madam, in a few minutes I shall have the honor of presenting myself. (_Goes to window, calling._) Mr. Red Lion, or Mr. White Horse! _Luc._ (_aside_). I suppose I’d better alter my dress a little for the occasion. [_Exit_ L. 1 E. _Cha._ (_coming down stage_). He has absolutely condescended to hear me,—this landlord. Upon my word, I’m rather pleased with this little adventure; if I’d gone to the ball, at any rate, I should never have heard so sweet a voice. _Enter_ PRICHARD, _slightly intoxicated._ _Pri._ For nobody else but you, sir, would I have disturbed myself upon the auspicious occasion. To-day! yesterday! did I tell you that my daughter was married? Yes, sir, to make— _Cha._ You couldn’t do better, my dear White Horse, if you intended giving your daughter a husband. Just listen to me for a moment; you will oblige me by going up—yourself, mind—into that lady’s room next door. _Pri._ Marrying one’s daughter, sir, when one is a father, is a grave responsibility; my emotions— _Cha._ Of course you feel as a father; you will be good enough to take up plenty of candles, some flowers— _Pri._ So long as she’s happy, so long as—(CHARLES, _movement of impatience_)—candles, sir, yes, sir, and flowers; yes, sir.