Exactly. Now listen! (They put their heads together and whisper; the audience does not hear what is said.)
MRS. JOHNS
Fine! Oh, that's fine! (Mrs. Sheffield whispers again, inaudible to the spectators.) But wait a moment. Don't you think it would be better if I praise Laura and you praise Gordon? They won't expect that, and it might shame them—
MRS. SHEFF
No, no! Don't you see—(Whispers again, inaudibly.)
MRS. JOHNS
You're right. Cunning as serpents and harmless as doves—(They carefully set both doors, L and R ajar.)
MRS. SHEFF
I only hope we won't wake the baby—(They return to the task of cleaning up, and talk very loudly in pretended quarrel.)