George. Yes!
Alice (looking away but tightening her hold on George’s hand). Mine.
George. What did you say?
Alice. Oh nothing, nothing.
George. Alice—to-night. Now, let us go over to the tea table. Maud is watching us.
Alice. Do you want to go?
George (rising from the couch). No.
(Alice rises also, and they both move towards the table, George following. He carries their cups.)
Maud. Well, have you been talking magazine—“Azure Adder”?
George and Alice. Yes.