Answering the Phone: A Farce

by Elizabeth F. Guptill

Nora. To the theayter, and a bit av a supper aftherwards, Miss. May I go, mem?

Mrs. C. But who is he, Nora?

Nora. Me beau, mem.

Mrs. C. What is his name, I mean?

Nora. His Christian name is Reginald, mem.

Mrs. C. His last name?

Nora. I fergit, exactly, mem.

Miss C. (Suspiciously.) Are you sure it was you he called?

Nora. And who else should it be? He called me Nora darlint, and made love over the phone in great shape. Sure, and he’s to git his answer tonight, so I must go.

Miss C. Mamma! It was Reginald! He always calls me Nora.