PRIMROSE DEANE.
No dress! No flowers! No presents! No people!
No cake! (Nell shakes her head.) How will you know that you're married?
NELLY MORRIS.
(A little bitterly.) I shall wake to the fact soon enough.
PRIMROSE DEANE.
Nelly, didn't you ever have a young lover? Mr. Cherry's awfully nice and good, but you know what I mean—somebody handsome, and big, and impudent. Who—— (With a girl's quickness notices the trembling of Nelly's lip.) Was it very long ago?
NELLY MORRIS.
(Very low.) I think so—very, very long ago.