"Why do Miss Chaffinch and her girl-friends talk of nothing, think of nothing apparently, but marriage? Ought a woman to make marriage the great object of life? can there be no other? I wonder——"
[She goes off, the wool trailing after her, and disappears into the Green-room. The ball of wool remains in the center of the stage.]
Tom.
[Reading from his manuscript.] "The piano is heard; and Peggy's voice singing. Gerald enters——"
Imogen.
[Clutching Tom's arm.] There——!
Tom.
Ah, yes, here is Mr. Gordon.
[Arthur appears, in a traveling coat. Tom and Imogen hasten to him and shake hands with him vigorously.]