[Exit.
Olivia.—"O, Jarvis, are you come at last?"—p. 302.
Enter Olivia and Garnet, who carries a milliner's box.
Olivia. Dear me, I wish this journey were over. No news of Jarvis yet? I believe the old peevish creature delays purely to vex me.
Garnet. Why, to be sure, madam, I did hear him say, a little snubbing before marriage would teach you to bear it the better afterwards.
Olivia. To be gone a full hour, though he had only to get a bill changed in the city! How provoking!
Garnet. I'll lay my life Mr. Leontine, that had twice as much to do, is setting off by this time from his inn, and here you are left behind.
Olivia. Well, let us be prepared for his coming, however. Are you sure you have omitted nothing, Garnet?
Garnet. Not a stick, madam—all's here. Yet I wish you could take the white and silver to be married in. It's the worst luck in the world, in any thing but white. I knew one Bet Stubbs, of our town, that was married in red, and, as sure as eggs is eggs, the bridegroom and she had a miff before morning.