Elaine. [Politely.] Yes, ma'am.
Christopher. Aunt Georgiana's party!
Mrs. Carley. Yes, dear, it's too bad mamma is ill in bed. She says when you are all through, you may come up and say how do you do, while she kisses Phil. [Silence.] That will be nice, won't it?
Philip. [Grudgingly.] Yes, ma'am.
Elaine. Yes, ma'am.
Christopher. Yes, ma'am.
Toots. No!
Mrs. Carley. We are glad you could come in, Elaine, and help celebrate Philip's birthday.
Elaine. Thank you, ma'am!
[Toots is mashing his ice cream strenuously with a spoon.