FRANK. Certainly, you will suit her nicely--and you will suit my grandmother capitally--and you will suit my grandfather capitally--and you suit me beautifully--and you will suit my brother deli---- ADELA. Ah, you have a brother? FRANK. Yes, Harry--hem, no--I mean, Frank--I am Harry. ADELA. But, according to what Mr. Dunstable told me, one of you is a very bad fellow. FRANK. It isn't me; I assure you, it's my brother. ADELA. Are you quite certain? FRANK. Quite certain that I am not my brother--oh, yes. But, after all, Frank is really a capital fellow; he is, I assure you, I like him very much; I do, indeed--may have been a little wild, but---- ADELA. Pardon me, sir, but your grandmother does not return. FRANK. She is taking a little walk in the park, and perhaps her corns are troublesome--she has several, besides two or three bunions! but perhaps she has come in and gone to bed--she is subject to--to--to the whooping cough---- ADELA. The what, sir? FRANK. (_aside_) Confound it! I can't think of--(_aloud_) I mean the gout--and she always goes to bed early when--but you will see her to-morrow. ADELA. (_taking her portmanteau from FRANK'S hand_) To-morrow? in that case I will go to the Golden Lion Hotel, which is near the railway station. FRANK. (_again taking portmanteau from her hand_) No, no--grandmother would be so angry--she has caused a chamber to be prepared for you. ADELA. Indeed! FRANK. Yes, and supper, for she thought you would arrive late. _Enter SIMON, L. door._ SIMON. The chamber is ready, sir. FRANK. (_to ADELAIDE_) There, you hear! what did I tell you? (_to SIMON_) Very well. SIMON. (_L., aside_) Eh? that woman is a female! FRANK. (_to SIMON_) And the supper? ADELA. Thank you, but I am not hungry. SIMON. The supper is ready, too. (_aside to FRANK_) But, sir-- FRANK. (_giving him a sly kick_) Be quiet! ADELA. (_taking her cloak and portmanteau from FRANK_) I will go to my apartment. (_L., to SIMON_) I beg you will let me know immediately that Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell have returned from their walk? SIMON. (_C., astonished_) Eh, returned from their walk? FRANK. (_kicking as before, and crossing to L. C._) Hold your tongue. (_to ADELAIDE_) Oh, yes, directly they return, you may depend on that. _Exit ADELAIDE, L. door._ SIMON. (R. C.) But, sir, if that young lady is going to wait till the old people return---- FRANK. (C.) Hold your tongue. (_aside_) She mustn't go, she is a charming creature, and I have fallen head over ears in love with her--she, the companion of a couple of old fogies--I mean, my honoured grand-parents. (_aloud_) Simon! SIMON. Sir! FRANK. I want my grandfather's morning gown. SIMON. His morning gown? FRANK. Yes; don't say he doesn't wear one, all old fogies--grandfathers, I mean--wear a morning gown. SIMON. (_going to closet_) Very well, sir. (_bringing morning gown forward_) Here it is, sir! FRANK. Very well! try it on directly. SIMON. Me? FRANK. Yes, you--make haste!