True,
he's a bit rustic and crude, but he's open, honest.
Angelica:
I pardon this crudeness in favor of his honesty.
Townly:
Some say he lacks good qualities, but I find he has many. If only he
could get away from the habit of saying things which have neither rhyme
nor reason. He's a little too familiar, especially with women he's
never met before.
(Enter Mr. Nelson sporting a large gold vest, huge cuffs, a big belly;
his fingers are covered with rings)
Nelson:
Hey, neighbour--well, well, your old lady says that--what didn't she
say, that woman? Ha! There's your daughter. Well, well, when shall we
get married, honey?
Angelica:
I have no idea.
Townly:
Not everything's ready yet.
Nelson:
Ready, ready, I'm ready. Yes, yes, Angie, I give you my word. Take the
biggest ring from my finger--it's yours.
Angelica:
We aren't at the altar yet.
Townly:
We have to consider.
Nelson:
Let's consider, let's consider.
Angelica:
We must take precautions.
Nelson: (grabbing her hand)
Take, take.
Angelica:
While you are deliberating it's better that I stay with my mother.
Townly:
Go quickly. We haven't any time to lose.
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