Cousin Fanny Hemlock is a dried-up, querulous old woman of seventy.
The Curtain, on rising, discovers the two Johns and the two Marys. It is between 7 and 8 in the evening; they are all in evening dress, and are preparing to go out, putting on their gloves, etc., etc.
John Speaker [Picking up over coat.]
Are you ready, Mary dear?
Mary Speaker [Holding out a gloved hand.]
Quite, John dear. Button this for me, won't you, love?
John Speaker [Busy with glove.]
It's been nearly a year, hasn't it, since we've been out together of an evening? I'm afraid Cousin Fanny is terribly trying on you at times, Mary.
Mary Speaker
You know, John, I don't consider her a trial. I love Cousin Fanny.