Mad. A. Oh!—
[Weeps.
Bev. My dear madame, I beg to remind you that this is my wedding day. Pray reserve your tears till after the ceremony. [Re-enter Desmarets.] My friends, if you will adjourn to the reception room, the carriages will be ready immediately.
[Exeunt guests and Madame Aubrey.
Des. [To M'lle H.] Mademoiselle, you do not appear as much shocked as we are by this unfortunate discovery.
Mlle H. Simply, Doctor, because, knowing the gentleman, I am not surprised.
Des. You are not?
Mlle H. Not at all.
[Exit.
Des. Umph! Bevannes, my dear fellow, I'm loth to delay an event which, by a popular but pleasant fallacy, is supposed to be the happiest in a man's life, but I must request, before we go to the chapel, that you will give me a few moments of your attention.