Yes. And have you a few more glasses, Ted? I--I didn't know your friends would be here. They are all friends, aren't they? TED MORRIS. Some of them--the others are relations. ADAM CHERRY. Ah, yes, that will be all right then. All the better--all the better. Where's Nelly? TED MORRIS. Nelly? Oh---- MR. BEN DIXON. Oh, she's just gone to fetch an atlas. I'm explaining a mission route to her. She'll be back in an instant. ADAM CHERRY. Ah! (_Aside to Ted._) Has--has she told you anything? TED MORRIS. What about? ADAM CHERRY. (_With a chuckle._) Ah, evidently not. Never mind, never mind. (_Waves Ted away. Ted goes to cupboard to get glasses. The first cork goes "pop."_) JACK MEDBURY. (_Who has been talking to Theodore_.) What's up? Another birthday? TED MORRIS. Mr. Cherry has a birthday about once a month, and we help him to celebrate it. ADAM CHERRY. No, no; now you are exaggerating, my dear boy. The last occasion was the anniversary of my poor aunt's death. (_The second bottle pops._) You know I told you so. JACK MED BURY. We had a very jolly dinner over it. (_The waiter goes out._) ADAM CHERRY. But this--this, my dear Ted, is to celebrate something very much more important than--than anything we have celebrated before. JACK MEDBURY. More important than birth or death? ADAM CHERRY. Very much. Ladies and gentlemen, my dear friends, all of you, I want--I want you to drink to a--to a wedding. MRS. BEN DIXON. A wedding! What! Not your own? ADAM CHERRY. Why not, Bella? Why not? TED MORRIS. What, Cherry going to get married? JACK MEDBURY. Good luck to you, my boy. Good luck to you. Quite right. (_He says this heartily and goes on laughing and talking to Theodore_.) MRS. BEN DIXON. Who's the bride? ADAM CHERRY. The--the niece, Mrs. Ben Dixon, of a--of a most charming aunt. The sister of a brave, clever young friend of mine--the sweetest lady in the land--Miss Nelly Morris. (_Nelly has re-entered and stands L. near door. Jack gives a half-suppressed cry of "Nell!" and a start. No one notices this but Theodore, but he notices it very clearly._) TED MORRIS. Nelly! Is this true, Nelly? NELLY MORRIS. (_She crosses and stands by Cherry. She is deadly pale and quiet._) Quite true. (_As she says this she gives one look over to Jack and then turns away. Jack looks at her and the glass in his hand trembles. Theodore notices all these things. He looks from Jack to Nelly, then back to Jack. Then he covertly takes a pencil from his pocket, draws his cuff down and writes._) ADAM CHERRY. (_After a rather awkward pause._) It's--it's a bit of a surprise for you all. MR. BEN DIXON. A very pleasant one, Mr. Cherry. I am delighted--delighted. (_Aside._) He'll take them both off our hands now-- really quite providential. PRIMROSE DEANE. (_Coming forward and taking Nelly's hands._) I do so hope you will be happy, dear. You often hear of these sort of things turning out quite well, and--and---- NELLY MORRIS.