Aunt. (to Doctor) This dear girl has told me all about you—forgive me for my mistakes, but they weren't all my fault—(shaking her finger at Andrew) I hope you'll have a very happy married life.
Aurora. (crossing) I'm sure 'e will.
Aunt. (to Doctor) I shall do all I can to make it so.
Aurora. (coming to her) Oh, thank you, mum, and would you please name the day?
Doctor. (absently) My wife! (sees Aurora. shakes her off) Oh, go to! go to—(goes to Flora) This lady is my wife—we were married this morning.
Aurora. My Jack married! Then I'm a widder!
(She falls flat on the stage.)
CURTAIN.