Beatie.
Many a person would be glad to lend them. [Lovingly.] And oh, I wish you could!
Cis.
[Putting his arm round her.] You do! Why?
Beatie.
Because I—because——
Cis.
[Listening.] Look out! Here’s the mater!
[They run to the piano, he resumes playing, and she counting as before.
Beatie.