HEARTSEASE. [Quietly.] I assume that this means "Yes."
JENNY. It isn't the way a girl says "No."
HEARTSEASE. My darling!
JENNY. Why! His heart is beating as fast as mine is!
HEARTSEASE. [Quietly.] I am frantic with joy. [He kisses her. She hides her face on his breast. Enter MRS. HAVERILL, down-stairs, followed by JANNETTE. MRS. HAVERILL stops suddenly. JANNETTE stands in the doorway. HEARTSEASE inclines his head to her, quietly looking at her over JENNY.] I am delighted to see you, after so long an absence; I trust that we shall meet more frequently hereafter.
JENNY. [Looking at him.] Eh?
HEARTSEASE. [Looking down at her.] I think, perhaps, it might be as well for us to repair to another apartment, and continue our interview, there!
JENNY. [Dropping her head on his breast again.] This room is very comfortable.
MRS. HAVERILL. Jenny, dear! [JENNY starts up; looks from MRS.
HAVERILL to HEARTSEASE.
JENNY. Constance! I—'Bout face! March! [Turns and goes out.