SHORT. If you only keep your word you’ll be sure to succeed.
SWEET. Oh, I have been too much of a nincompoop all this while—too good-natured—too indulgent—too——
SHORT. Hush, they’ll hear you! Here they come—now mind.
SWEET. (L.) Don’t you trouble yourself, I’m just in the humour for her!
Enter MRS. SWEET and MRS. SHORT, door, L. 2 E.—MARIA following with an evening dress on her arm—STEPHEN enters, L. C., and wheels back sofa to R. in flat.
MRS. SHORT. Never mind, Fanny—why, what a child you are—don’t let the dress put you out of temper, I am sure I can alter it for you. (to MARIA) Lay it carefully on the bed.
Exit MARIA, door, L. 1 E.
(to MRS. SWEET) You must come and dress in my room.
MRS. SWEET. Was there ever anything so vexatious? Stupid creature! (sits, L.)
STEPHEN removes luncheon and exit, L. C.