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Dialogue following No. 4a
Strephon. (embracing her). My Phyllis! And to-day we are to be made happy for ever.
Phyllis. Well, we're to be married.
Strephon. It's the same thing.
Phyllis. I suppose it is. But oh, Strephon, I tremble at the step I'm taking! I believe it's penal servitude for life to marry a Ward of Court without the Lord Chancellor's consent! I shall be of age in two years. Don't you think you could wait two years?
Strephon. Attentive? I should think they were! Why did five-and-twenty Liberal Peers come down to shoot over your grass-plot last autumn? It couldn't have been the sparrows. Why did five-and-twenty Conservative Peers come down to fish your pond? Don't tell me it was the gold-fish! No, no — delays are dangerous, and if we are to marry, the sooner the better.
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