)
McCOMAS (protesting). Pray restrain --- really --- (He is borne off
dancing through the window.)
VALENTINE (making a last effort). Mrs. Clandon: may I---
PHILIP (forestalling him). Come, mother. (He seizes his mother and
whirls her away.)
MRS. CLANDON (remonstrating). Phil, Phil--- (She shares McComas's
fate.)
CRAMPTON (following them with senile glee). Ho! ho! He! he! he!
(He goes into the garden chuckling at the fun.)
VALENTINE (collapsing on the ottoman and staring at the waiter). I
might as well be a married man already. (The waiter contemplates the
captured Duellist of Sex with affectionate commiseration, shaking his
head slowly.)
CURTAIN.
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