Gioconda.
It isn't done. You're absolutely wrong
In asking me to do that stunt. So long!
[She tosses the pipe and stick off, left.
There! Did I play it well? You'd be my wife?
Hilda (sighing).
My dear, you played old Harry to the life—
His gaucherie...
Gioconda.
His noble self-command...
Hilda.
The way he shifts his cane from hand to hand...