MARTHA. Yes. My wedding-dress is coming home tonight, too. I'll show it you if you like.
ZACK (swallowing, then), I'm like a cat on hot bricks till I see that dress.
(Martha and Zack go out.)
VIRGINIA. Poor Zack!
MRS. MUNNING. Fools pay for their folly. Did you come down for your walk with Paul?
VIRGINIA. Yes. It's about the usual time.
MRS. MUNNING. He'll be late this evening. He'd to go to Bollington this afternoon, but he'll bring you back a fairing, Jenny. He mostly went on your account.
VIRGINIA. On mine?
MRS. MUNNING. Paul's fretting because the roses he's putting in your room each day aren't good enough for you. He's gone to Bollington to see if he can't find better at the flower shop there.
VIRGINIA (coldly). He needn't have troubled, aunt.