Lady C. We should never have lent ourselves to this deception!
Sir J. It's too late now to moan over things! Your father's responsible for it all—let him put things right!
Lady C. Think of poor Margaret! Ninety-nine girls out of a hundred, I said—what if she be the hundredth?
Sir J. I don't care if she be the thousandth! I won't marry her!
Lady C. And Everard! The blow to him! Oh, how can I have been so blind!
Sir J. He and Margaret will console each other!
Lady C. (L.) Oh Joseph, Joseph, they are so young, but youth can know sorrow! Margaret adores you—and I—oh, what have I done to poor Everard!
Sir J. (L. C.) I don't care, I don't care! I tell you—
(Everard and Margaret come in R. 2 E.; they start at seeing the others.)
Lady C. Look, look! Here they are!