MRS. L. Yes! not only those I have made to you, but to Mr. Woodcock, (_with intention, and then aside to WOODCOCK_) namely, not to strip the "Wild Woodcock" of his borrowed plumes--not to betray him to a certain lady who turns "very red in the face at the merest trifle," provided he promises to think less of himself, and more of his wife; in other words, that he consents to exchange programmes. (_after some hesitation, WOODCOCK draws his programme out of his pocket, looks imploringly at MRS. LARKINGS, who shakes her head--he then gives her his programme, and snatching hers out of her hand, thrusts it angrily into his pocket_) _Enter DAVID, door, R. 2 E._ DAVID. (_announcing_) The wedding breakfast be all ready for the company, and the company be all ready for the wedding breakfast! MRS. C. Come along! a mouthful of wedding cake and a bumper of champagne to the health of the bride and bridegroom, and then--hey for London! (_DAVID looks very much astonished_) Now, Marmy, your arm to Mrs. Larkings. WOOD. (_L. C._) Yes--one moment! (_taking DAVID aside_) David, my stock of dress coats, ditto trowsers, white neckcloths and patent leather boots, that I made you a present of---- DAVID. (_L._) Yes, sir, 'cause you said you had done with them. WOOD. I thought I had--but I haven't! I want them again, David, for my "second innings." David, (_making a wry face_) you can have the morning gowns, caps and slippers instead. (_stopping DAVID who is about to exclaim_) Hush! the morning gowns and caps you'll find in that drawer, (_pointing to table_) and--(_looking towards the LADIES_)--here are the slippers! (_pulling out the parcel from under his waistcoat and slipping it into DAVID'S hands_) MRS. C. (_impatiently_) Now, Marmy! (_they go off, R. 2 E._) WOOD. Coming! (_runs up to join the LADIES--pitches the parcel to DAVID, who stands in a state of wonder_) END OF THE FIRST ACT. ACT II. SCENE--_Handsomely furnished Apartment at Mr. Larkings'. Large folding doors at C., shewing Ball-room within illuminated and decorated; handsome clock, with practical hands, R. C.; dance music heard from inner room, when door is open; doors, R. and L. Very loud double knock heard._ MAID. (_outside_) This way if you please, ladies. _Enter MRS. CARVER and MRS. WOODCOCK, at L., preceded by LADY'S MAID--the LADIES are both in very fashionable evening costume, opera cloaks, &c., &c._ MRS. C. (_as she enters, and turning to wing_) Now, Mr. Woodcock, we're waiting for you. WOOD. (_without_) Here I am, Mrs. Carver. _Enter WOODCOCK, L., he has a crush hat on, a shawl round his neck, an Inverness cape, and carries a large bouquet in each hand--he is also in an elaborate evening dress._ MRS. C. At last! I thought you were never coming! WOOD. (_who looks miserable and in a sulky tone_) You wouldn't have me rush into a gentleman's drawing room as if I'd got a wild bull at my heels? MAID. Allow me, madam. (_taking off MRS. WOODCOCK'S cloak_)