O’WALKER. Very well. Ahem! (_about to read letter_) BROWN. Fanny shall have a thousand pounds! O’WALKER. (_aloud to the OTHERS_) He says Fanny shall have a thousand pounds! (_slips the letter into BROWN’S hand_) Generous, liberal-minded man, allow me to embrace you—I don’t know why I should, but I do! (_embraces BROWN_) MRS. J. And me too, cousin! (_ditto_) FANNY. And me, godpapa! (_ditto_) PATTY. And me too, B. B.! (_ditto_) BROWN. And now what say you to a comfortable dinner, by way of a wind up? O’WALKER. Agreed, and what’s more, you shall have the pleasure of paying for it. (_BROWN about to remonstrate_) Nay, I insist upon it—I don’t know why I should, but I do! BROWN. With all my heart. (_looking at his watch_) Let me see—ten minutes past three—— O’WALKER. Past three! (_snatching BROWN’S watch out of his pocket and looking at it_) It is!—that scoundrel Dibbs—I’m ruined!—and yet—I may catch him yet—ah! (_thrusting BROWN’S watch into fob and looking towards L._) Yes—there goes one—here, conductor—stop! stop! (_opens his umbrella and runs hastily, L., comes in contact with SCHNIPPS_) O’WALKER. My tailor, again! It never rains but it pours—I don’t know why it shouldn’t, but it don’t! Oh, Dibbs!—that scoundrel Dibbs! SCHNIPPS. Dibbs! Oh, yes—he was the other bad gustomer I was talking about, but I got to Bimligo just in time to stop him. O’WALKER. Stop him? SCHNIPPS. Yes, as he was getting into a cab; de police have got him and everybody will have dere money back. O’WALKER. Schnipps, come to my arms, but for you I should have lost a fortune; and to prove my gratitude, you shall instantly make me thirteen suits of clothes, and what’s more, you shall put them down on the bill. (_SCHNIPPS about to remonstrate_) Not a word! I’m indebted to you—I’ve paid you and I’m satisfied—I don’t know why I should be, but I am! BROWN. Then, as I said before—— VOICE. (_outside_) Now then—Islington! Holloway! BROWN. There’s the Holloway omnibus, come along! O’WALKER. Never mind, we’ll take a cab, there are only five of us—the three ladies inside, myself on the box, and you on the top, that’s settled—now we’re off!—no we ain’t—one moment—one word of advice before we part—instead of “Waiting for an Omnibus in the Lowther Arcade on a Rainy Day” recollect there is an establishment a few doors higher up, whose hospitable doors open every evening at seven o’clock to all classes of Her Majesty’s subjects, who’ve got money enough to pay for their admission—I needn’t say, I mean the Theatre Royal, Adelphi! R. L. SCHNIPPS. MRS. JELLICOE. O’WALKER. FANNY. BROWN. PATTY. _Curtain._ Printed by Thomas Scott, 1, Warwick Court, Holborn. Transcriber’s Note This transcription is based on two sets of scans of the Lacy edition, both of which are available through the Hathi Digital Library. The first set is from a copy held by the University of Iowa: