| (1, 0) 7 | Out of place in a minister's coat. |
| (1, 0) 8 | Confound the coat! |
| (1, 0) 10 | My solemn flock will only follow a black-sheep. |
| (1, 0) 11 | I'd give something to preach in flannels, and see their faces lengthening out until they lifted the roof off the Chapel. |
| (1, 0) 16 | Praise her in the cymbals and dances─ |
| (1, 0) 18 | ─the strings, and the pipe. |
| (Titus) My goodness! | |
| (Titus) Haven't you seen her yet? | |
| (1, 0) 26 | No, Mr. Howells. |
| (1, 0) 27 | She seems to be more pleasantly engaged. |
| (1, 0) 28 | It is still Greenland's Icy Mountains with her. |
| (Titus) It is the Doctor's doing. | |
| (Titus) Dear me! they are very merry in there. | |
| (1, 0) 33 | She is moody enough with me. |
| (Titus) You might say "Moody and Sankey"─eh─Theophilus? | |
| (Titus) A double barrel trouble! | |
| (1, 0) 36 | Have you found the right sort of companion for her, do you think? |
| (Titus) I had one from a Christian Home in London. | |
| (Titus) I couldn't do more. | |
| (1, 0) 39 | I hope Miss Eira will benefit by the companionship. |
| (1, 0) 40 | What is the young lady's name? |
| (Titus) "Flossie." | |
| (1, 0) 47 | She is more likely to pervert me. |
| (1, 0) 48 | She shivers at the very name of minister. |
| (Titus) Well, you see, her father left it in his will that she must marry a minister, or not have anything after him, and you know what girls are. | |
| (Titus) If you command them to do a thing, they will do something else. | |
| (1, 0) 51 | It is a pity there is any compulsion. |
| (Titus) Well, there it is! | |
| (Titus) But, you see, it is not me you want to please. | |
| (1, 0) 58 | Both of you, Mr. Howells─both of you. |
| (1, 0) 59 | You are one of my deacons, and I look up to you as an example for my guidance. |
| (Titus) Ha! | |
| (Titus) Have you told her how much money you have got? | |
| (1, 0) 64 | Yes. |
| (1, 0) 65 | But she answered with a laugh, "The man is of more importance than the money." |
| (Titus) Just like her─very straight, always. | |
| (1, 0) 87 | Well, my girl? |
| (Flossie) {Imitating THEOPHILUS.} | |
| (Flossie) Well, my boy? | |
| (1, 0) 90 | You musn't call me your boy. |
| (Flossie) You musn't call me your girl. | |
| (Flossie) You musn't call me your girl. | |
| (1, 0) 92 | What are you, then? |
| (Flossie) A specimen in petticoats, about to undergo examination by a specialist in frocks. | |
| (1, 0) 99 | You are a bit of a puzzle. |
| (1, 0) 100 | I don't know what to think of you. |
| (1, 0) 101 | But you are very pretty. |
| (Flossie) Touch the right button, and you'll drag all my secrets from me. | |
| (Flossie) Do you know where the soul is, when it's at home? | |
| (1, 0) 105 | No! do you? |
| (Flossie) Oh, yes. | |
| (Flossie) Let me look into your eyes, and I'll tell you. | |
| (1, 0) 108 | Shall it be a mutual study? |
| (Flossie) {Laughing.} | |
| (Flossie) Kill two hearts with one glance! | |
| (1, 0) 111 | Two birds with one stone, I think you mean. |
| (Flossie) Take your last look, and die! | |
| (Flossie) What do you see? | |
| (1, 0) 115 | A thousand pretty imps flashing signals to a dull dog who doesn't understand them. |
| (1, 0) 116 | May I ask what you see? |
| (Flossie) A dull dog, with a dangerous glint in his eyes. | |
| (1, 0) 120 | Man is very imperfect. |
| (Flossie) Especially young ministers fresh from college. | |
| (1, 0) 124 | My dear Miss Flossie, do not open the floodgates of memory. |
| (1, 0) 125 | Always avoid the danger zone of youth and learning. |
| (1, 0) 126 | 1 speak from experience. |
| (Flossie) Ah! do you? | |
| (Flossie) I should love to wander over the zone of youth with you, and see what tracks you'd left. | |
| (1, 0) 129 | They were all right. |
| (Flossie) Then there were none left! | |
| (1, 0) 134 | Love─ah─yes─love─it is divine! |
| (Flossie) Tommy rot! | |
| (Flossie) {Moves towards door R.} | |
| (1, 0) 140 | Please stay. |
| (1, 0) 141 | I have got such a lot to say to you. |
| (Flossie) {Strikes an attitude, sings.} | |
| (1, 0) 146 | And like a dream life shall pa-a-ass away. |
| (1, 0) 147 | Ha! hum! |
| (1, 0) 148 | Just so. |
| (1, 0) 149 | It's a lovely song! |
| (Flossie) It's divinely crow-like─as you sing it. | |
| (Flossie) I really think I'm going to like you. | |
| (1, 0) 152 | I am glad we are to be friends. |
| (1, 0) 153 | I have much need of an advocate with Eira. |
| (Eira) {With assumed gravity.} | |
| (1, 0) 162 | Oh─er─yes; your uncle wished me to ascertain this young─ |
| (Flossie) {Interjects muischievously.} | |
| (Flossie) Young specimen's─ | |
| (1, 0) 165 | Young woman's principles, and I have done so─partially. |
| (Eira) {Her lips quiver with suppressed amusement.} | |
| (Eira) And as far as you have gone, how do you like them? | |
| (1, 0) 168 | I fear I must reserve my opinion until I have gone a little further. |
| (1, 0) 169 | The study of─of─ |
| (Flossie) Of man is girl. | |
| (Flossie) Of man is girl. | |
| (1, 0) 171 | The study of metaphysics is simpler to a man than the study of girls. |
| (Eira) {Impatiently.} | |
| (Flossie) I hate physic of all sorts. | |
| (1, 0) 175 | I am afraid I am unfortunate in the way I express myself. |
| (1, 0) 176 | You turn everything I say into ridicule. |
| (Eira) The stipulation in my father's will has prejudiced me against the white tie and the black coat. | |
| (Eira) I am desperate, Mr. Williams. | |
| (1, 0) 179 | I don't understand. |
| (Eira) {Turns away.} | |
| (Titus) You are very patient with her, I must say, Theophilus. | |
| (1, 0) 193 | I am drawing largely upon Job, Mr. Howells. |
| (Flossie) {Aside, titters.} | |
| (1, 0) 198 | Eh, what? |