MRS. THOM. I suppose we shall not see you at the tea on next Friday.

SOPHIE. No, we are going to Niagara, for our honeymoon. It is train time now, Theodore, nicht wahr?

MR. BECKER. I think we should be starting. You women—except you, Sophie—are so apt to miss trains.

SOPHIE. Au revoir. Auf wiedersehen! See you later.

MR. VAN TOUSEL. Good-bye. My congratulations, Becker.

(The Beckers leave after embraces and kisses.)

MR. VAN TOUSEL. There but for the kindness of Providence goes Henry Van Tousel.

MILDRED. Dear me, hasn’t this been a wonderful afternoon! Poor little me engaged and Sophie married!

MR. MELVIN. It has been the most successful day of my life.