Mrs. Cullingham. O my!
[She goes out, laughing, Left.
[Peter, coming to Susie, catches her in his arms and kisses her, much against her will.
Susie. [Furious.] Oh, you horrid, nasty thing, you! [She strikes at him; he runs; she chases him from one side of the room to the other, around a sofa and table, and out Left, screaming as she chases him.] I hate you! I hate you!
[Maggie enters Right.
Maggie. Miss Susie, Mrs. Tillman wants to see you upstairs.
Susie. What for?
Maggie. I don't know, Miss.
Susie. Pshaw! have I got to go? All right!
[Going toward the door at Right.