EPILOGUE

Enter JANE, a narrator.

JANE

The wedding was like other weddings where

The parties have no taste for finery

Or crude parades. Yet, Amber—most unfair—

Declar’d it shabby unrefinedly.

In spite of these perceived deficiencies—

Too few lace veils, for satin small expense—

This counter’d all the insufficiencies:

The wishes, hopes, predictions, confidence

Of this small band of true friends who came nigh

To witness ceremony and communion,

Which all, in turn, were fully answer’d by

The perfect happiness of their sweet union.

Here is our end, conclusion, and finis—

In love, friends, may ye no more clueless be.

[Exit.

END.