Kitty: It is certain you are very happy together.
Lady Flo: So we are; owing to my always using sweetness, firmness, and indifference just at the right moment. But all this, I confess, requires intelligence.
Kitty: Had I but the intelligence! It must be splendid to be able to avert a coming storm in this way.
Lady Flo: There never has been the question of a storm between Will and me!
Kitty: Happy, happy people!
Lady Flo: And you, my very dear children, must become happy, happy people too! William would feel your sorrow as deeply as I. We must do all in our power to restore peace and comfort between you! I shall try my very utmost to show you your little failings—here and there—you know. And as for Will! Why, he'll talk Jem over in no time! Before a week is out we shall see you walking arm-in-arm to matins—the happiest couple in all Yorkshire.
Kitty: Impossible!
Lady Flo: Nay! We can but try. (Enter Sir William.) Ah! Here comes your uncle. Now, run away, dear, and leave us alone for a discreet little talk. Who knows but what we may hit upon a plan to help you! (Exit Kitty.)
Lady Flo: Will, dearest! We must talk very seriously over our niece and nephew together.
Sir W. (aside): It is high time!