If we look nippy we can get a special licence and be married on Thursday. We don’t want to go far for our honeymoon, because I have such a short time. And my suggestion is London.
Sylvia.
What do you think, Mrs. Wharton?
Mrs. Wharton.
Well, my dear, I think that whatever you and John decide will be quite right.
Sylvia.
He’s only just come back to you. I can’t bear to take him away immediately. Wouldn’t you prefer us to wait a little longer?
Mrs. Wharton.
My dear, we’ve always decided that you should be married the moment he came back. We’ve been quite prepared to lose him. And perhaps after a few days, if the Colonel’s well enough, you wouldn’t mind if we came up to London, too. We’d try not to be in your way.
Sylvia.