Mrs. Dot: A Farce

by W. Somerset Maugham

Aunt Eliza.

But they hardly know one another.

Mrs. Dot.

If people waited to know one another before they married, the world wouldn’t be so grossly over-populated as it is now.

Aunt Eliza.

You’re certainly quite crazy.

Mrs. Dot.

No, I’m not. I shall never get Gerald to break his word. My only chance is with Nellie.

Blenkinsop.

[Uneasily.] But you’ve told her to get two licences.