Marcus. Twenty times, if you like? but to-morrow you will only change——your name.
Bess. And my dress. You haven’t asked me what I am to be married in.
Marcus. I know,——in church.
Bess. Oh, provoking! have you no curiosity to know how your bride will look?
Marcus. I know you will look lovely. Let others admire the setting, I shall have eyes only for the jewel. Come, a game of billiards. (Goes to table.)
Bess. Shall I call May?
Marcus. No, I’ll call Nancy (strikes bell on table) to light the billiard room. May will find us when she needs us. (Enter Nancy, R. I. E.) Nancy, be kind enough to light the billiard room, will you?
Nancy. My gracious! you’re not going to play billiards, to-night?
Bess (R. C.). And why not, Nancy?