[_Coming closer to Amelia._]
Where did you run to? Here she as good as promised me she would wed me
to-day, Mother, and then--
_Amelia:_
Oh, no!
_Hoffman:_
Yes, you did. You let me kiss you.
_Amelia:_ [_Taken aback._]
Oh, sir!
_Hoffman:_
And when I got to the church square to-day, no bride for Hans Hoffman.
Well, I must say, they had the laugh on me; for I had told them I had
found the girl for me--the prettiest bride of the lot. But to-morrow--
_Amelia:_