The Dean.
No, no—I cannot allow it!
Georgiana.
Tris! My brother Gus doesn’t want us to be merry at his expense.
[They both laugh.
The Dean.
[Trying to silence them.] No, no! I forbid it! Hush!
Sir Tristram.
Why, Jedd, there’s no harm in laughter, for those who laugh or those who are laughed at.
Georgiana.