JULIA (aside, as she sees BARTON). Still here!
JOSEPHINE. So, Aunt Martha, you’ve given your consent? And you, too, Julia?
JULIA (endeavoring to conceal her emotion). Yes, Josephine, willingly, gladly! Can I be indifferent to your happiness? (smiling sadly).
JOSEPHINE (aside). How bravely she bears herself! (Aloud.) And yet, just now, you were so indignant, so angry with me?
JULIA. A momentary caprice, an unworthy jealousy!—but no more of that. Kiss me, dear sister! (kissing JOSEPHINE and moving away).
JOSEPHINE (aside). A tear? But you won’t suffer long, poor dear martyr! (Suddenly bursting into loud laughter.) Ha! ha! ha! (Aside to COLONEL.) Laugh!
COL. (forcing laugh). Ha! ha! ha! (Aside.) Laugh!
ROYS. (very loud). Ha! ha! ha! (Aside.) I don’t know what I’m laughing about.
MRS. T. What is the matter?