Roy. And this is my new gardener (shakes hands with him). How does the garden flourish?
Simon. Splendidly, thank you, sir.
Roy (returns to C.). Well, and how has my little wife spent the dull days?
May. Trying her best to kill time, and bring this happy day nearer.
Roy. Well, I’m rejoiced to find you are well, and Matt——where’s Matt? He surely should be on hand to give his comrade a merry welcome. (All stand silent.) How’s this, where is he? Is he ill?
May (with an effort). He is gone, Roy.
Roy. Gone? what, left the house?
May. Oh, Roy, he is unworthy of your regard. He has deceived us. He has a wife living.
Roy. Indeed! How did you hear this?