(Enter Phyllis.)
PHYLLIS—I can't think why I am not in better spirits. I am engaged to one General Freight Agent and one General Passenger Agent, and could have the whole railway association if I only said the word. As for Strephon, I hate him. No girl would care for a young man who was considerably older than his mother—though nowadays there are a good many such floating about.
(Enter Lord Beeseekew.)
LORD B.—Phyllis, my own!
PHYLLIS—How dare you! But perhaps you are the Freight Agent—or the General Passenger Agent.
LORD B.—I am—the latter.