The Big Drum: A Comedy in Four Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

[Lady Filson, a handsome, complacent woman of about fifty-seven, enters from the hall.

Lady Filson.

[Who carries a hand-bag crammed with letters, cards of invitation, etc.] Good morning.

Miss Tracer and Westrip.

Good morning, Lady Filson.

Lady Filson.

[Closing the door and advancing.] Oh, Mr. Westrip, I wish you'd try to find the last number of the Trifler. It must have been taken out of my bedroom by one of the servants.

Westrip.

[Searching among the periodicals on the round table.] Certainly, Lady Filson.

Miss Tracer.