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Mrs. Halm.
He's really going?
Guldstad.
Seems so, I admit.
Stiver [coming].
He's going, madam!
Mrs. Halm.
We're aware of it!
Stiver.
A most unfortunate punctilio.
He'll keep his word; his stubbornness I know.
In the Gazette he'll put us all by name;
My love will figure under leaded headings,
With jilts, and twins, and countermanded weddings.
Listen; I tell you, if it weren't for shame,
I would propose an armistice, a truce—
Mrs. Halm.
You think he would be willing?
Stiver.
I deduce
The fact from certain signs, which indicate
That his tall talk about his Amor's News
Was uttered in a far from sober state.
