FANNY. Yes. Perhaps I had better do it myself.

VERNON. I'm sure it will be more effective. Of course I shall
support you.

FANNY. Thank you. Oh, by the by, dear, I shan't be able to go with
you to-day.

VERNON. Why not?

FANNY. I've rather a headache.

VERNON. Oh, I'm so sorry. Oh, all right, we'll stop at home. I'm
not so very keen about it.

FANNY. No, I want you to go, dear. Your aunts are looking forward
to it. I shall get over it all the sooner with everybody out of the
way.

VERNON. Well, if you really wish it.

The Misses Wetherell steal in. They are dressed for driving. They
exchange greetings with the Doctor.

FANNY. You know you promised to obey. [Tickles his nose with a
flower.]

VERNON [laughing--to the Doctor]. You see what it is to be married?

DR. FREEMANTLE [laughs]. Very trying.