REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (soothingly).
That was very nice of you. You are a very nice girl—I saw it at once.
ROSALINE.
He used to say that—he used to call me his "Toppett."
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
His little "Toppett?" It is a pretty name, and I am sure he will be delighted to find you here, when he comes. It will be a surprise for him, won't it; quite a surprise! (Aside.) A perfect devil of a surprise!
ROSALINE.
For all he knows I might be dead—dead with the violets blooming over my tomb.
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
Yes, yes,—buttercups and daisies. (Aside.) I shall get the giddy push from here when he does come; I see it sticking out a foot. (Aloud.) I say, Poppett—I mean "Rosaline," do you feel equal to going on with the sitting till he arrives?