Oh, how lovely! How nice for you, dear! I am so glad. What did mother say?
MAGGIE. [with a little laugh.] Mother is charmed.
LILY. Everybody is, of course. He is such a nice man. He will spoil you, Maggie. You lucky girl!
MAGGIE. Yes, I suppose I am.
LILY. You don’t like to show it, of course, dear.
MAGGIE. Don’t I? You should have seen me last night! I took off my shop collar and apron and put them on the floor and danced on them—till mother came to see what was the matter.
LILY. You must be fond of him, dear.
MAGGIE. No, I’m not, particularly.
LILY. Maggie!