Evelyn. I certainly was.
Bobby. Gee! Evvie’s stole Helen’s beau, and Helen’s mad!
Helen. No such thing.
Mrs. W. That will do, Bobby. I have never seen any signs of Evelyn’s fancying Philip. He isn’t her style.
Evelyn. No, he isn’t. I detest sissy boys, and always did. Helen can have him and welcome.
Helen. Then why did you send him a valentine? No wonder you wouldn’t show me the address!
Evelyn. It wasn’t to him.
Helen (hotly). You’re——
Mrs. W. (interrupting sharply). Helen! I hope neither of my girls is going to forget that she is a lady.
Helen. Well, she did send him one.