LADY FLO (_aside to SIR WILLIAM_): I can see you are dying to make
amends for all you have just said!
SIR W.: I don't deny that I may be!
LADY FLO: Then tell me what it was you were concocting with Jem! There's
an old dear!
SIR W.: Since we are all good friends again I don't mind telling you Jem
was confiding his little troubles to me.
LADY FLO: But you had already found them out!
SIR W.: And also that there was a possibility of a separation!
LADY FLO: Silly children!
SIR W.: Had you not at once flown into a rage, I should have broken my
promise to Jem, and have told you all!
LADY FLO: That was quite right of you. (_They walk up stage, amicably,
arm-in-arm. JEM and KITTY walk to CENTRE._)
JEM: You will find me ready dressed to start for eight o'clock matins,
to-morrow morning, Kitty!
KITTY: Oh! That's very much too much to ask of you!
JEM: Not at all! Providing you won't insist on going out with the guns.
KITTY: I shall only wish what _you_ wish from this day forward, dearest
Jem!
JEM: That's all right! (_They kiss, laughingly, as the curtain descends.
LADY FLO and SIR WILLIAM look on smiling._)