“Ah, just so. But my dear Pris—Mrs. Wingfield, can you ever forgive my want of care in this matter? Oh, it will be a warning to me in future—culpable want of care—can you ever forgive me?”
“Well, yes, I think I can,” said Priscilla.
And there is every reason to believe that she did—freely.
“My dear Priscilla, after all you were the most unmarried woman of all the world when you came to me,” said Jack.
“And now I believe that I am the most married,” said she.
And all Framsby left cards the next day.