Peter. [Suddenly claps his hand behind him and speaks joyfully.] No, we needn't go after all; I forgot my hip pocket. Here they are!
[Bringing them out.
Mrs. Cullingham. We must go all the same! [To Jinny.] Sometimes I think he takes too much medicine stuff!
Jinny. I should think so! Peter, you ought to diet.
Peter. I can't! I've tried, and I lose my appetite right away!
Mrs. Cullingham. Good-by, dear. How long will you be in town?
Jinny. I don't know—several weeks, I imagine. Jack came home on some business, you know, and I don't think it's settled yet. Good-by.
[To Peter.
Peter. Good-by. You know you mustn't drink water with your meals; that's the great thing. So I drink only champagne.
[He goes out Right.