The New Woman: An Original Comedy, in Four Acts

by Sydney Grundy

MRS. SYLVESTER.

You contemplate a mésalliance?

GERALD.

There is no mésalliance where there’s love.

MRS. SYLVESTER.

You, of whom everyone expects so much, to throw away your opportunities, and to begin your life hindered and hampered by a foolish marriage.

GERALD.

If she will only marry me.

MRS. SYLVESTER [looks at him, pained].

I may still be your friend?