And love, occasionally, leads to marriage. [Holding out his hand to Dangars, who buttons his glove.] Help deck me for the sacrifice, George. As luck would have it, Leslie’s guardian, Mr. Cheal, was my people’s lawyer years ago, and he knew I was a gentleman and all that sort of thing. So Cheal got my affairs into something like order, made me settle everything on Leslie, and now you behold in me a happy bridegroom with a headache fit to convert the devil. Thanks, old man.
[Mr. Cheal comes from his private office. He is an elderly man with a pompous manner and florid complexion.]
Mr. Cheal.
Hasn’t Miss Brudenell arrived yet? Ah, good morning, Lord Dangars. Mr. Renshaw, pray don’t be late. I believe it is customary for the bridegroom to receive the lady at the Registrar’s. Who is a married man here? Oh, Lord Dangars, perhaps you can tell us.
Dunstan Renshaw.
No, no! Ask him something about the Divorce Court.
Mr. Cheal.
Good gracious, I quite forgot! Pray pardon me.
[Dunstan laughs heartily.]
Dunstan Renshaw.