Effie. Not under two seconds and not exceeding two hours, Miss Vivian. Sorry I cannot tell any closer, but I left my watch at home on the piano, and two hundred miles is a bit too far to run before prayer time.
Florence. Did you hear what we said?
Effie. Don’t you wish you knew?
Vivian. Did you, Effie?
Effie. What’ll you give me not to tell, Miss Mason?
Florence. A box of chocolates.
Effie. Goody! Then I won’t tell. But when will you give it to me?
Vivian. Run away, Effie. Florence doesn’t carry chocolates to prayers.
Effie. I suppose not. “I shall be obliged to confiscate these, young ladies (very primly), although it distresses me very much to be obliged to do so.” Oh, Florence, what’s your badge for? S. O. M. F. Is it a new society, and can’t I join?
Florence. Yes, Effie, it’s a new society. No, you can’t join.