Women for votes

by Elizabeth Hughes

MRS. TILSBURY. Yes, come to-morrow, Imogene; perhaps you can help me.

MRS. BROWN. Good-bye, dear. Cheer up.

(MRS. BROWN picks up Cochon and goes out. Curtain.)

ACT III

Library at the TILSBURYS’. MR. TILSBURY at one end reading a newspaper, MRS. TILSBURY at the other, with a pad and pencil making sketches at random.

KATY. (Announcing MRS. BROWN.)

MRS. BROWN. (Enters, dressed in automobile costume.) How do you do? I know it isn’t time to start yet on our automobile ride, but I came early on purpose, because I wanted to have a little chat with Josephine. Now, Mr. Tilsbury, you go back to your newspaper and don’t listen to what we say.

MR. TILSBURY. Hats and gowns, I suppose. No, I won’t listen to you, Mrs. Brown. I am reading the President’s Message.

MRS. BROWN. Oh, I didn’t know he had sent one. Was it a wireless?