SHE
You must, darling! You must!
HE
Oh, if somebody would only come along! (They are leaning toward each other, dizzy upon the brink of another kiss, when somebody does come—a short, mild-looking man in a Derby hat. There is an odd gleam in his eyes).
THE INTRUDER (startled)
Excuse me! (They turn and stare at him, but their hands cling fast to each other.)
SHE (faintly)
The Agent!
THE AGENT
(in despairing accents) Too late! Too late!