His ship was
wrecked and he drank salt water. It turned his head.
Mrs. Prim:
What a shame--the poor man!
Roger:
If he happens by chance to accost you, he may say something odd. Don't
pay any attention. We're going to have him locked up.
(To Richly)
If you speak to her, have a little patience with her weakness. Think
of her as a clock that's a bit cuckoo.
Richly:
Leave her to me.
Mrs. Prim:
There's something strange and distracted about his manner.
Richly:
How her looks have changed. She has haggard eyes.
Mrs. Prim:
Well--it's Mr. Richly. You've come back to England, eh?
Richly:
Ready to render you my devoirs.
Mrs. Prim:
I'm very distressed about the misfortune you've suffered.
Richly:
I have to be patient. They say devils are occupying my house. But it
will be all right after we kick them out. They'll be worn out staying
there.
Mrs. Prim: (aside)
Devils in his house! I'd better not contradict him, it might make him
worse.
Richly:
I'd like, madam, to store some packages that I brought back with me in
your house.
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