You will find your old friend a Man, a Martyr, and a Magistrate!
Cis enters, pulling Beatie after him.
Cis.
Come on, Beatie! Guv—mater! here’s news! Beatie and I have made up our minds to be married.
Agatha Posket.
Oh!
Popham enters with champagne and glasses.
Mr. Posket.
What’s this?