Belinda: An April Folly in Three Acts

by A. A. Milne

(As the does to, Devenish suddenly and hastily kisses Belinda on the cheek.)

Devenish. Just in case you're going to be my mother-in-law.

Tremayne. We seem to be rather a family party.

Belinda (suddenly). There! (Moving to the door L.) We've forgotten Mr. Baxter again.

Baxter (who has come in quietly with a book in his hand). Oh, don't mind about me, Mrs. Tremayne. I've enjoyed myself immensely. (He crosses to the arm-chair below the fireplace and places it in front of the fire.)

(Belinda and Tremayne move up into the inner room by the refectory table and embrace, their backs to Baxter. Delia and Devenish are by the swing doors. They also embrace, their backs to Baxter.)

(Referring to his book.) I have been collecting some most valuable information on (looking round at them and sitting in the arm-chair and continuing to read) lunacy in the–er–county of Devonshire.

(The Curtain falls.)