SCENE III.
(Gladys stands on a chair endeavoring to festoon a rope of evergreen over the doorway or window frame.)
Gladys. Well, somebody has to get up enough energy for a little bit of Christmas decorating, with father and Joe both away. Maybe I’ll get a tumble, but it will be in a good cause.
(Enter Marie, with tray.)
Gladys. O Marie put your tray down and help me fix up this place so it will look more like Christmas and less like an apartment.
Marie. (politely). Yes, Miss Gladys, (aside). It is a pleasure to see some cheerfulness. The madame! (imitating). Marie, the coffee is weak, the rolls are cold, the grapefruit is impossible! (sets down tray).
Gladys. You hang a wreath in the window, and I’ll fix this rope of green over the door. (Marie and Gladys arrange greens.)
Gladys. Now that is something like.
Marie. Miss Gladys, I will remove the tray, for madam would disapprove of it remaining here.