WILFRID BRUDENELL. Do tell me about her. What’s her name? I should like to think of her by some name. HUGH MURRAY. A lawyer talks of everything but his clients, my boy. So--your sister is married, eh? WILFRID BRUDENELL. Married! She was married before one’s eyes became used to the darkness of the gloomy little office. HUGH MURRAY. Married--fast married! WILFRID BRUDENELL. The older I grow the more positive I am that nothing in life takes any time to speak of. You’re born in no time, you’re married in no time, you live no time, you die in no time, you’re forgotten in no time---- HUGH MURRAY. But you suffer all the time. WILFRID BRUDENELL. Suffer! Leslie and I intend never to suffer. We sat up together late last night, hand in hand, and we entered into a compact that we’ll remain to each other simple, light-hearted boy and girl for ever and ever. That’s the way to be happy. Hark! [_He opens the door._] Here they are! Hallo, Dunstan! [_RENSHAW enters, followed by his man, WEAVER, who carries his travelling coat and hat._] DUNSTAN RENSHAW. It’s all over, Mr. Murray. Ha, ha! Leslie was on the verge of tears because the Registrar wouldn’t read the Marriage Service. What do you want, Weaver? WEAVER. If you mean to get to Cannon Street, to catch the 12.37 for Folkestone, you haven’t any time to lose, sir. DUNSTAN RENSHAW. Oh. [_To WILFRID._] Leslie is affixing her signature, with a great deal of dignity, to some legal documents in the next room. Ask her to omit the flourishes, Wilfrid; there’s a good fellow. [_WILFRID goes quickly into the clerk’s office followed by WEAVER._] DUNSTAN RENSHAW. [_Hums an air and yawns._] I say, Murray, if you ever marry, take my advice--patronize the Registrar; the process is rapid and merciful. HUGH MURRAY. Mr. Renshaw, I don’t stand in need of your counsel on the question of marriage, but less than half an hour ago you might with profit to yourself have asked for mine. DUNSTAN RENSHAW. What’s the matter? What’s wrong? HUGH MURRAY. I tell you to your face, you have done a cruel, a wanton act! DUNSTAN RENSHAW. What do you mean? HUGH MURRAY. I know your past! I know that your mind is vicious and your heart callous; and yet you have dared to join lives with a child whose knowledge of evil is a blank and whose instincts are pure and beautiful--God forgive you! DUNSTAN RENSHAW. Mr. Murray, the tone you’re good enough to adopt deserves some special recognition. But you’ve always, I understand, been very kind to Leslie, and I don’t choose to dispute with one of her friends on her wedding morning. HUGH MURRAY. You can’t dispute with me because there is no question of truth between us! DUNSTAN RENSHAW. Oh, as to my past, which you are pleased to wax mightily moral about, well--I have taken the world as I found it---- HUGH MURRAY. You chant the litany of these who rifle and wrong! You have simply taken the world’s evil as you found it! I warn you! DUNSTAN RENSHAW.