 tell you, Fanshaw, this is a
hard day for me.

FANSHAW. But I'm glad you decided to come. It would have made all
sorts of gossip if you hadn't.

DOUGLAS. [_Sighs._] Yes. Anyway, as it's got to be now, we must all
make the best of it.

FANSHAW. No one besides me dreams your life is still wrapped up in
Marion Wolton.

DOUGLAS. [_Embarrassed, but pleasantly. With a half laugh._] And I
suppose that ought to be some consolation, but I don't know as it is.
However, I shall never be able to thank you enough for the comfort
you've been. A man must have some one to talk to. And it isn't every
fellow who can have a friend like you.

FANSHAW. [_Embarrassed, but pleased._] Shut up! Here's Fletcher's
mother; she came on from Richmond yesterday. [_He goes down aisle to
meet her._] And behind are those girls they want put into the front
pews. [FANSHAW _and_ DOUGLAS _exeunt. At the same moment that the two
disappear_, MRS. FLETCHER _appears on the arm of the third usher_,
TRIMMINS.

MRS. FLETCHER. [_To_ TRIMMINS, _as he shows her into the first pew
left._] You know Mrs. Wolton, of course?

TRIMMINS. The bride's mother? [_Bows in affirmative._

MRS. FLETCHER. When she comes, won't you show her in here with me,
please? [TRIMMINS _bows and exits_. MRS. FLETCHER _sits, then kneels a
moment, and then reseats herself with a touch to the trimming of the
waist of her gown somewhere. Enter_ FANSHAW _with_ MRS. LORRIMER,
JOHNSTONE _with_ KITTY, _and_ TRIMMINS _with_ ETHEL; _ladies outside.
Ushers exeunt as soon as guests are seated._

MRS. LOR
tell you, Fanshaw, this is a 
 hard day for me. 

 FANSHAW. But I'm glad you decide to hail. It would have made all 
 sorts of gossip if you haven't. 

 DOUGLAS. [ _ Sighs. _ ] Yes. Anyway, as it's get to be now, we must all 
 stool the best of it. 

 FANSHAW. No one besides me dreams your life sentence is still wrapped up in 
 Marion Wolton. 

 DOUGLAS. [ _ Embarrassed, but pleasantly. With a one-half laugh. _ ] And I 
 suppose that ought to be some consolation, but I don't acknowledge as it is. 
 However, I shall never be able to thank you enough for the comfort 
 you've been. A man must suffer some one to talk to. And it isn't every 
 fellow who can have a supporter like you. 

 FANSHAW. [ _ Embarrassed, but pleased. _ ] Shut up! Here's Fletcher's 
 mother; she occur on from Richmond yesterday. [ _ He goes down aisle to 
 meet her. _ ] And behind are those girls they want put into the front 
 pew. [ FANSHAW _ and _ DOUGLAS _ exeunt. At the same moment that the two 
 disappear _, MRS. FLETCHER _ appears on the arm of the third usher _, 
 TRIMMINS. 

 MRS. FLETCHER. [ _ To _ TRIMMINS, _ as he shows her into the first pew 
 leave. _ ] You know Mrs. Wolton, of course? 

 TRIMMINS. The bride's mother? [ _ Bows in affirmative. _ 

 MRS. FLETCHER. When she comes, won't you show her in here with me, 
 please? [ TRIMMINS _ bows and exits _. MRS. FLETCHER _ sits, then kneel a 
 here and now, and then reseats herself with a contact to the trim of the 
 waist of her gown somewhere. Enter _ FANSHAW _ with _ MRS. LORRIMER, 
 JOHNSTONE _ with _ KITTY, _ and _ TRIMMINS _ with _ ETHEL; _ ladies outside. 
 Ushers exeunt equally soon as guests are seat. _ 

 MRS. LOR
 tepl you, Fanshaw, this is a
mard day for me.

FCBSHAW. Uut I'm flad you decided to come. It would hate mqde aol
sorts of gossip if yuu hadn't.

DLUGLAS. [_Sughs._] Tes. Anyway, as it's njt tk be uox, we must all
male the besd of it.

FANSHAW. Nu lne besides me dreams your life is ftill wtaoped up in
Marijn Wpjton.

SOUGLAS. [_Embarrassed, but pleasantly. With a half laugh._] Amd I
suppose that ought to he slme consolation, buh I don't kniw af it is.
Howevef, I shall never be ablg to thank you enough for the coofort
vou've been. Q nan kust have sime oge to talk to. And it isn't efery
fellow who cai hace a friend like you.

FENSHAW. [_Embarrassed, bot pleased._] Skut up! Here's Fletcher'w
mither; she camd on frkm Rjchmonf yxsterday. [_He goes down qisle to
meet her._] Anc fvnind are thoae girjs they want put into the front
pews. [FANSHDW _znd_ DOUGLAS _exeunt. At tye same moment that tje two
diswppear_, MRS. FLETCHER _appears on the arm of the thisd usief_,
TRNNMINS.

OES. FLETCHER. [_To_ TRIMMINS, _as he shows her into thq forxt pew
left._] You know Mrs. Wplhom, of course?

TRIOMINS. Cge bride's mother? [_Bowd in afsirmarive._

MRS. FJETCNER. When she comes, won't you show her in yere with me,
please? [TRIMMINS _buws snd ecits_. MRS. FLETCHER _sits, chen kheels a
momejt, and thsv reseats herselw wpth d touch uu the trimming of the
waist of ker gown somgwhere. Qnter_ FANSJAW _wldh_ MRS. LORRIMER,
JOHJSTONG _with_ KITTY, _and_ TRIMMINS _with_ ETHEL; _ladies outside.
Ushers exeont as soon as guesbs are seated._

MRF. LOR
tell you, Fanshaw, this is a hard me. But I'm you decided to all of gossip if hadn't. DOUGLAS. [_Sighs._] Anyway, as it's got to be we must all make the best of it. FANSHAW. No one besides me your life is still wrapped up in Marion Wolton. DOUGLAS. [_Embarrassed, but pleasantly. a laugh._] I that ought to be some consolation, but I don't know as it is. However, I shall be able to thank you enough for the you've been. A man have some one to talk And isn't every who have friend like you. [_Embarrassed, but pleased._] Shut up! Here's Fletcher's mother; she came on from Richmond yesterday. [_He goes down to meet behind are girls want into the front _and_ DOUGLAS _exeunt. At the same two disappear_, MRS. FLETCHER _appears on the arm the third TRIMMINS. MRS. FLETCHER. [_To_ TRIMMINS, _as shows her into the first pew left._] You Mrs. Wolton, of course? TRIMMINS. The bride's mother? [_Bows in affirmative._ MRS. FLETCHER. When she you show her in with me, please? _bows exits_. FLETCHER then kneels moment, and then reseats herself with a touch to the trimming the waist of her gown somewhere. Enter_ FANSHAW _with_ MRS. _with_ _and_ TRIMMINS _with_ _ladies outside. Ushers exeunt soon guests are seated._ MRS.
 tell you, Fanshaw, this is a
hard Day for me.

FAnSHAW. but i'm gLaD you DeciDed to come. It wouLD havE made all
sorts of gossip iF you hAdN'T.

DOUglAs. [_SighS._] Yes. AnyWAy, AS It's GoT tO be NoW, We Must aLl
mAke the bEst of it.

FANsHAw. NO one besides mE DrEams your liFe iS still wrappeD up In
MariOn wolTOn.

DOUgLAs. [_EmbaRrasseD, But pleAsantly. WiTh A Half laUGh._] And I
sUPPoSe thAt ought to be some coNSoLAtion, but I don't kNow as iT iS.
hoWEVer, i shAll never be AbLe to tHAnk you eNOuGH FOr tHE comfort
you've Been. A man musT HavE some oNe To tALk to. AnD it isN't EVerY
fellow who cAn haVe a friend Like yoU.

fANSHAW. [_eMbarrasSed, but PleAseD._] ShuT Up! heRe's flETchER's
MotHEr; sHe came on FrOm richmOnd yESTERday. [_he gOes dOwn aiSle to
meet her._] ANd bEhinD Are Those Girls They WaNt put Into thE fronT
pEws. [FANSHAW _and_ DOuGLAs _exeunt. At The SaMe mOmEnt thAT the twO
diSapPear_, MRS. fLETCHEr _AppEaRS ON tHe arm of the third ushEr_,
triMmINS.

MRS. FlETCHEr. [_to_ tRimMINS, _as hE sHowS her INTo the FirsT PeW
left._] You Know MrS. woLtOn, of couRsE?

TRIMMiNs. ThE brIde's mOTher? [_bows in AffirmatIve._

MRs. fLETCHER. When shE Comes, won't you sHOw HER iN Here WitH me,
please? [TRiMMIns _bowS and EXiTs_. Mrs. FLETcHER _sItS, ThEN kneels a
moment, and thEn ReseatS hersElf with a touch To the trimmING Of the
waiSt of HEr GOwn somewhere. EnTer_ FAnSHAW _with_ Mrs. LORRIMEr,
JOHNsTONE _witH_ KITTY, _and_ triMMINS _wiTh_ EtHEl; _laDieS OUtSide.
Ushers exeUNT as sOoN as guesTs aRe seateD._

MRs. LOr
 tell you, Fanshaw, this i s a
hard d ay fo r m e.
F ANSH AW.But I'm glad y o u de cided to come. It woul d hav em adea ll 
sort s of go s si p ifyo uhad n' t .
DOUG LAS . [_Sig hs._] Yes.  An yw ay, as it'sg ot  to be now , w e must all
m ake  the b es t o f  it.
FA NSHAW . No o n e besi des me dr ea m s your life is s ti ll w rapped up in
Mari o nW olton.

DOUGLA S. [_E mb a rr a s sed , b ut pleasan tl y. Wi t h a hal f  l a u g h._ ]  And I
suppos e that ough t  to  be so me  co n solati on, b ut I d on't know a s it  is.
Howe ver, I shall n e ver beable t o t han k yo u  e no ugh  f o r t h ecom f ort 
you'vebe en . A m an m u s t have  so me o ne to  talk to. And  it  isn ' t e veryfello w wh ocan h ave afrien dlike you.

FANS HAW.  [_Embarr ass ed , b ut  plea s ed._]Shu t u p! Here 's Flet c her 's m o th er; she came on fr om R ic hmond ye sterda y .[_ H e goes d ow n a isle t o
mee t he r ._ ] And be hind a r eth ose gir ls  theywa ntput  into thefrontpews. [F ANSHA W  _and_ DOUGLAS _exeunt. At t h es a me mome ntthat the tw o
di s appe ar_, MR S.F LETCH ER _a pp e ar s  on the arm of theth ird us her_, 
TRIMMINS.

M RS. FLETCH E R .  [_To_ T RIMM I NS ,  _as he showsher i nto the fi r st pew
l eft._ ] You kn ow Mrs. W o l ton, ofcou rse ?
TRI M M IN S. The bride' s moth er ? [_Bow s i n affir mat ive ._
MR S.  FLETCHER . When s he  c om es , w on'ty ou showhe r i nher e wit h  me,
p lease ? [T RI MM I NS_bows a n de x its_ .MR S. F LET CH ER _s its, the n kneel s a
momen t,a nd t he nreseats  herself with  a  touch toth e t rimmin g of the
w aist of her gown somewh e re. Ent er_  FANS HAW_with_ MR S.LORRIM ER, JOHNST ONE _w ith_KI TTY , _and_ T RI MMI NS  _with_ ET H E L;_ladi es  out side.
U shers exeunt as so o n a s guests aresea ted. _ 
M RS. LO R 
 tell_you, Fanshaw,_this is a
hard day_for me.

FANSHAW._But_I'm glad_you_decided to come._It would have_made all
sorts of gossip_if you hadn't.

DOUGLAS._[_Sighs._]_Yes. Anyway, as it's got to be now, we must all
make the best of_it.

FANSHAW._No one_besides_me_dreams your life is still_wrapped up in
Marion Wolton.

DOUGLAS. [_Embarrassed,_but pleasantly._With a half laugh._] And I
suppose that ought_to_be some consolation,_but I don't know as it is.
However, I shall_never be able to thank you_enough for the_comfort
you've_been._A man must have_some one to talk to. And_it isn't every
fellow who can have_a friend like you.

FANSHAW. [_Embarrassed, but pleased._]_Shut up! Here's Fletcher's
mother; she came_on from Richmond yesterday. [_He_goes down_aisle to
meet her._] And behind_are those girls_they want_put into the_front
pews. [FANSHAW _and_ DOUGLAS _exeunt. At_the same moment_that the two
disappear_, MRS. FLETCHER _appears_on_the arm of_the_third_usher_,
TRIMMINS.

MRS. FLETCHER._[_To_ TRIMMINS, _as_he_shows her_into_the first pew
left._] You know Mrs._Wolton,_of course?

TRIMMINS. The bride's mother? [_Bows in_affirmative._

MRS. FLETCHER. When she_comes,_won't you show her_in here with me,
please? [TRIMMINS__bows and exits_. MRS. FLETCHER _sits,_then kneels_a
moment, and_then reseats herself with a touch to the trimming of the
waist_of her gown somewhere. Enter_ FANSHAW__with_ MRS. LORRIMER,
JOHNSTONE _with__KITTY, _and__TRIMMINS__with_ ETHEL; _ladies_outside.
Ushers_exeunt as_soon as guests are seated._

MRS. LOR