Baxter. Yes, but still—
Belinda. S'sh! here is Miss Robinson.
(Baxter takes up his hat and moves below the deck-chair to R. to meet Delia.)
If Mr. Devenish will hold the hammock while I alight–we don't want an accident—
(Delia comes out of the house.)
–I can introduce you. (He helps her to get out, holding the hammock.) Thank you. Delia darling (Delia moves down R.) this is Mr. Baxter,–and Mr. Devenish. My niece, Miss Robinson—
(Delia shakes hands with Baxter and moves to C. below Belinda and shakes hands with Devenish.)
Delia. How do you do?
Belinda. Miss Robinson has just come over from France. Man Dieu, quel pays!
Baxter. I hope you had a good crossing, Miss Robinson.