Julia Sturges:
Oh Richard, where did we miss out on each other? I beg your pardon, Sir. I put you down as a useless man, someone to lead a cotillion.
Richard Sturges:
After all, it was my major talent.
Julia Sturges:
I'm sorry, sorry about everything.
Richard Sturges:
We have no time to catalog our regrets. All we can do is pretend 20 years didn't happen. It's June again. You were walking under some elm trees in a white muslin dress, the loveliest creature I ever laid eyes on. That summer, when I asked you to marry me, I pledged my eternal devotion. I would take it as a very great favor, Julia, if you would accept a restatement of that pledge.
[They embrace passionately]
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