EDWIN. There’s not a soul here.
ETHEL. Well, what of it? You’re a married man.
EDWIN. Alas!
ETHEL. And you’ve no business carrying on with Miss Carruthers, and Miss Carruthers has no business carrying on with you.
EDWIN. But she doesn’t know I’m married. Ha, ha, ha!
ETHEL. She must have seen it in the papers.
EDWIN. But I didn’t put it in the papers.
ETHEL. You don’t mean to say you haven’t put our marriage in the papers!
EDWIN. Not in one of them, my dear. I daren’t. That girl had so made up her mind that I was going to propose to her, that the announcement of our marriage would have given her fits.