MRS FORE. Here's Mr Benjamin, he can tell us if his father be come
home.

BEN. Who? Father? Ay, he's come home with a vengeance.

MRS FORE. Why, what's the matter?

BEN. Matter! Why, he's mad.

FORE. Mercy on us, I was afraid of this. And there's the handsome
young woman, she, as they say, brother Val went mad for, she's mad
too, I think.

FORE. Oh, my poor niece, my poor niece, is she gone too? Well, I
shall run mad next.

MRS FORE. Well, but how mad? How d'ye mean?

BEN. Nay, I'll give you leave to guess. I'll undertake to make a
voyage to Antegoa--no, hold; I mayn't say so, neither. But I'll
sail as far as Leghorn and back again before you shall guess at the
matter, and do nothing else. Mess, you may take in all the points
of the compass, and not hit right.

MRS FORE. Your experiment will take up a little too much time.

BEN. Why, then, I'll tell you; there's a new wedding upon the
stocks, and they two are a-going to be married to rights.