All the Bridesmaids. [Ad lib.] Where are you going? Where are you going? We won't let you out till you tell us.
Austin. I daren't—I'm afraid of my wife!
Jinny. Bravo, Jack!
Grace. Very well, then, we'll let you out, on one condition, that you kiss us all in turn.
[The Girls laugh.
Jinny. No! No! [Breaking away.] He shan't do any such thing!
[They all laugh and break up the ring.
Gertrude. Dear me, isn't she jealous!
Belle. Yes, it is evidently time we all went! Good-by, Jinny! [Kissing her.] A happy journey to Washington!
Jinny. No, it isn't!