Miss Godesby. Don't you dare interfere! I want the gown, but I know she'll come down,—if she doesn't, I'll make a bluff at going. Then if she sticks to her price, I'll come back and pay it.
[They turn to Mrs. Hunter.
Miss Sillerton. Oh, Mrs. Hunter, may I see my dress just one more minute?
Mrs. Hunter. Certainly.
[She and Clara come back with the dress.
Marie. [To Tompson by the door at Right.]
Vite! Come! Come! Jordan 'ave stole ze photograph machine of Mees Clara, and he make now one pigsher of me in ze dress!
[Smiling mischievously, delighted, she goes out Right.
Miss Sillerton. Thank you.
[She leaves her dress.