Mrs. Fell. I think he’s up!
Mrs. Pampinelli. [Frozen to the spot] Who? [Nelly looks again, and then back to Mrs. Pampinelli.]
Mrs. Fell. All of them!
Mrs. Pampinelli. [Picking up her skirt and rushing towards the right door] Let me see! [Nelly jumps out of the way, to the right, and Twiller and Spindler rush to the left door and peek through. Mrs. Pampinelli peeks through, and then speaks through the flats.] What’s the matter, Teddy? Go over and get your hat and coat! [Turning frantically to Mrs. Fell] He’s up in his lines! What is it?
Mrs. Fell. [In a panic] Up in his lines!
Mrs. Pampinelli and Mrs. Fell, together.
Mrs. Pampinelli. [Speaking through the flats] Go over and get your hat and coat, Teddy! Don’t stand there like a jack!
Mrs. Fell. [Handing the manuscript to Hossefrosse, who is at her right] Oh, find that for me, will you, Huxley! [He takes the manuscript from her and turns it over furiously, while Nelly opens her lorgnon.] About page eleven, I think it is! [She assists him in finding the place.]
Mrs. Pampinelli. What was the last line, Nelly? This is dreadful!
Mrs. Fell. Now, wait a moment, darling! Don’t get me nervous, or I’ll never be able to find it! [Twiller and Spindler are in a panic of suspense over at the left door.]
Hossefrosse. Here’s page eleven.