Married Life: A Comedy, in Three Acts

by John Baldwin Buckstone

Mrs. Y. For the same reason precisely.

Cod. And you, Mr. Dismal?

Dis. Because I was tired of living alone.

Cod. And Mrs. D. was weary of the same life, no doubt?

Mrs. Dis. I confess my weakness.

Cod. And you, Mr. and Mrs. Dove, married—because——

Mrs. Dove. Being a widow, and accustomed to a sharer in my joys and sorrows——

Dove. You took me into partnership, at my master’s dissolution.

Cod. Well, then, whenever a disagreement breaks out among you in future, recall the memory of those inducements which first led you to think of each other, and you will find it to be a wonderful help to the restoration of peace. Do you all agree to this?

All. Yes, yes.