[She turns to go].
HOTCHKISS [gallantly] If youll allow me to take Cecil's place,
Miss Bridgenorth--
LEO. Sinjon!
HOTCHKISS. Oh, I forgot. I beg your pardon. [To Edith,
apologetically] A prior engagement.
EDITH. What! You and Leo! I thought so. Well, hadnt you two
better get married at once? I dont approve of long engagements.
The breakfast's ready: the cake's ready: everything's ready. I'll
lend Leo my veil and things.
THE BISHOP. I'm afraid they must wait until the decree is made
absolute, my dear. And the license is not transferable.
EDITH. Oh well, it cant be helped. Is there anything else before
I go off to the Club?
SYKES. You dont seem much disappointed, Edith. I cant help saying
that much.
EDITH. And you cant help looking enormously relieved, Cecil. We
shant be any worse friends, shall we?
SYKES [distractedly] Of course not. Still--I'm perfectly ready--
at least--if it were not for my mother--Oh, I dont know what to
do. Ive been so fond of you; and when the worry of the wedding
was over I should have been so fond of you again--
EDITH [petting him] Come, come! dont make a scene, dear. Youre
quite right. I dont think a woman doing public work ought to get
married unless her husband feels about it as she does.
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