Jem: Now, Uncle Will, do finish off by pretending to make up the quarrel! There's my aunt waiting with her smile already!
Sir W. (stupidly): Pretend to make up the quarrel?
Lady Flo (suddenly radiant): Why, yes! You silly old goose! Don't you see the fun? Pretend to give me a kiss at once. (They kiss.)
Jem and Kitty (aside): That's a comfort. (They walk up stage.)
Lady Flo (aside to Sir William): I can see you are dying to make amends for all you have just said!
Sir W.: I don't deny that I may be!
Lady Flo: Then tell me what it was you were concocting with Jem! There's an old dear!
Sir W.: Since we are all good friends again I don't mind telling you Jem was confiding his little troubles to me.
Lady Flo: But you had already found them out!
Sir W.: And also that there was a possibility of a separation!