LADY FLO: I tell you we _must_ stay.
SIR W.: Very well, Flo, as you wish. You always know best. (_They
exchange smiles._)
LADY FLO (_to JEM_): Kitty will take me to my room. So I leave my better
half in your good company. (_Exit with KITTY._)
SIR W.: I can't help regretting I came here, old fellow. It was your
aunt's idea. I made objections. But she insisted that you'd both be glad
enough to have a little interruption in your honeymoon.
JEM: She never said a truer word.
SIR W.: Then the honeymoon is not so great a success, after all?
JEM: To tell the truth, it's all a ghastly failure!
SIR W.: Poor boy! Believe me, I'm awfully sorry for you. (_Puts his hand
on JEM'S shoulder._)
JEM: I'm awfully glad you're sorry.
SIR W.: I pity you from my heart.
JEM: Thanks very much.
SIR W.: For my part, if I led a cat-and-dog life with your aunt, I
should wish to blow my brains out.