ACT III
Scene 1: Home of the poor flower-girl, on Fifth Avenue, New York.
Heroine discovered in boudoir of her wretched million-dollar residence. Enter French maid with card.
“’Tis he!” the heroine screams—“my brave hair-restorer!”
She glides down the marble staircase; she would have done a two-step, but the glide is more fashionable.
There is no handle on the front door, so she opens it with a glad smile.
The hero walks in upon her invitation; she seats herself upon his entering, and, with a scream, faints upon his departure.
Again quick curtain.