SYLVESTER.
Margery—I may call you “Margery?”
MARGERY.
I’m “Margery” to everybody now.
SYLVESTER.
If there were more women like you, there would be fewer men like me.
[Exit, L.
MARGERY [looks after him, then goes, R. front and looks again].
He’ll go back to his wife; and if she isn’t happy, it’s her fault.
[Exit, R.