The Gay Lord Quex: A Comedy in Four Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

Bastling.

Thanks—differently expressed—? [She plays with the lapel of his coat and giggles. He takes her chin in his hand.] Ha, ha, ha! Sophy!

Sophy.

Ha, ha!

[Muriel appears at the open window and enters the room noiselessly. Seeing Bastling and Sophy together, she halts in surprise.

Bastling.

[Whose back is to the window.] I say—mind, no tales.

Sophy.

[Looking at Muriel steadily over Bastling's shoulder.] Likely I'd split on you, isn't it?

Bastling.