Spindler and Hossefrosse, together.
Spindler. I was right here!
Hossefrosse. [Coming through the door] Yes, I know,— [Closing the door behind him] I talked to him. [Puts his hat on]
Mrs. Pampinelli. Well, why aren’t you right here, where you should be! Stand by for the curtain, now,—see if you can do that much right. Surely, it’s the old story of the lark,—if you want a thing done, do it yourself! Curtain!
Spindler. [Shouting] Curtain! [The curtain, beyond the flats, begins to roll down, and there is thunderous applause.]
Mrs. Fell. [To Florence] Marvelous, darling! [Florence waves at her, turns, and rushes back towards the left.] Just lovely, Huxley!
Hossefrosse. Thanks. [He turns to the left.]
Mrs. Pampinelli. Lights up! Splendid, children!
Florence. I’m awfully glad to see you, Clara!
Mrs. Sheppard, Mrs. Pampinelli, Hossefrosse and Spindler, together.
Mrs. Sheppard. [Shaking hands with Florence] You were wonderful, Flossie!
Mrs. Pampinelli. Take up the curtain, Mr. Stage Manager!
Hossefrosse. Thank you very much.
Spindler. Lights up! [The stage manager appears from the left and pulls the switch again, and the lights beyond the flats go on.]