Sbri. In wedlock?
Mr. Pour. How could it be otherwise?
Sbri. Oh! it is another thing, and I beg your pardon.
Mr. Pour. What is it you mean?
Sbri. Oh, nothing.
Mr. Pour. But, pray!
Sbri. Nothing, I tell you. I spoke rather hastily.
Mr. Pour. I beg of you to tell me what it is.
Sbri. No; it is not necessary.
Mr. Pour. Pray do.