SUSAN. Little Malling? That's about twenty miles away.
GERVASE. Oh, much more than that surely.
SUSAN. No. There's Hedgling down there.
GERVASE (surprised). Hedgling? Heavens, how I must have lost my way. . . . Then I have been within a mile of her all night. And I never knew!
SUSAN. You are married, Mr. Mallory?
GERVASE. No. Not yet.
SUSAN. Get married.
GERVASE. What?
SUSAN. Take my advice and get married.
GERVASE. You recommend it?