Enter Further Guests At Lady Mishap's Wedding

Lord Romper (The Romper): I wasn't aware that you were being married today.
Lilli Sissie: I know. I thout I'd give my new little white dress a little outing.
Lord Romper (The Romper): Its very weddingy.
Lilli Sissie: Not as much as Lady Mishap's dress I hope.
Lord Romper (The Romper): I hope not. And I hope Lord Slimly doesn't see
you and run off with you.
Lilli Sissie: Oh, no. I think he's satisfied. I saw him earlier and he looked quite
gay.
Lord Romper (The Romper): No condemned grayness in his gaze?
Lilli Sissie: No, not at all. Why wold he. Marriage is a wonderful thing.
Lord Romper (The Romper): As I'm to find out for myself.
Lilli Sissie: Yes, you are. How will I ever get over missing my chance with you?
Lord Romper (The Romper): Yes, when was that by the way?
Lilli Sissie: It was when you took me in yor car down Willow Brook. We spent
the afternoon picnicking on sandwiches of cucumber.
Lord Romper (The Romper): Ah, yes. We were first disturbed by the hunt and,
secondly, the shooting party.
Lilli Sissie: Its quite surprising what ruins one's peace.
Lord Romper (The Romper): And what then?
Lilli Sissie: We played lawn tennis and you complimented me on my dress. It
was a wispy windy day.
Lord Romper (The Romper): Yes, yes, now I remember.
Lilli Sissie: I'm glad I made SOME impression on you.
Lord Romper (The Romper): Like a daisy does on a springy lawn.
Lilli Sissie: Ah, you say such lovely things.
Quentulan Queenie: Hallo! Every wedding I can't believe I'm not the one getting
married!
Lilli Sissie: I know. I know.
Quentulan Queenie: Girl hug. Girl hug.
Lord Romper (The Romper): Don't I get an introduction?
Lilli Sissie: Oh, this is Queenie, The Queen. And this is...
Quentulan Queenie: Oh, yes, I remember. He took me down Willow Brook!

Enter Three Of The Wedding Guests

Lord Wilbur-Walled: Capital thing, this wedding business.
Lord James: Not much capital left on completion, I fear.
Lord Harry: Its the price we pay for romanticism I feel.
Lord James: Talk of the ghost.
Lord Harry: You look white as a piece of paper in a snowstorm.
Lord Slimly: Well, I am being the man harried into being married.
Lord Wilbur-Walled: Marriages are made in Heaven. There was a war there once as well.
Lord Slimly: I dout we'll get to the heavenly stage. Lady Hap's far too practical to
encounter that consequence.
Lord Harry: Its good to lower expectations.
Lord James: So as to avoid disappointment?
Lord Harry: No, so that others can feel better about themselves- those adequately married.
Lord Wilbur-Walled: Marriage is only necessary so long as it keeps up the rate for divorce.
Lord Slimly: Of course, divorce is rite out of the question. I'm a one man woman, me..or
should I say a one woman man.
Lord Harry: After you've finished flirting with the whole of the county!
Lord Slimly: Half of those were Darling Bell, two hundred times.
Lord James: I admire you. You know she likes being read Henry James too at bedtime.
Lord Slimly: I know. I've heard its darned difficult. Some sentences last longer than a
page I think.
Lord Harry: It'll test you on catching your breath.
Lord Wilbur-Walled: You won't need any when it comes to not getting a word in edge way.
Lord Slimly: Lady Hap's not like that at all. She protests to finding my conversation quite
the charm.
Lord Harry: Ah, the charm is that the charm wears off.
Lord James: The trick is to get it to shine in the first place. Its the husband's first glory that
the wife compares her disappointment with later.
Lord Slimly: The trick as in the trick's on me then?
Lord Wilbur-Walled: Life or Love's all one trick. We all end up marrying a mirror. Mannerisms,
you know, being so similar between husband and wife.
Lord Slimly: I sometimes fear Lady Hap to be too romantic.
Lord Wilbur-Walled: Oh, romanticism is the search for the self in the eyes of others.
Lord Slimly: Yes, only I being that 'other'. I don't want to disappoint.
Lord Harry: Well, one member of a couple has to.
Lord James: Yo'll be providing her a service.
Lord Slimly: I think she'll prefer a silver service.
Lord Wilbur-Walled: Oh, yo've seen my wedding present have you?      

Enter Two Ladies Easing Gently Into Contemplation

Lady Gently: Sometimes I wonder.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Realy? What do you wonder?
Lady Gently: What do I? I wonder.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Sounds like its too wonderful to say.
Lady Gently: Love is.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Ah., that's unspeakable.
Lady Gently: Yes, unspeakably awful, most the time.
Harmony of Hinterburne: I skirt around love because most the time it isn't that.
Lady Gently: What?
Harmony of Hinterburne: Love.
Lady Gently: My love never loves.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Lord Gently?
Lady Gently: Yes, not so.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Not?
Lady Gently: Gentle.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Splendidly ill-named then.
Lady Gently: Unlike yorself.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Why, thank you.
Lady Gently: What is love?
Harmony of Hinterburne: Reflection in a mirror?
Lady Gently: For those who don't love, yes. Why do we all go for bounders?
Harmony of Hinterburne: I think its because we like to be taken out of bounds.
Lady Gently: We need to place limits.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Limits?
Lady Gently: Upon ourselves.
Harmony of Hinterburne: If we didn't have what we wanted things wold be easier.
Lady Gently: I'm all for easy.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Its easy in a grave tho. We need to displease ourselves.
Lady Gently: Displease?
Harmony of Hinterburne: To give ourselves problems to solve.
Lady Gently: Its our need to place complaint.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Its the raincloud that shows up the rainbow when it comes.