Enter Cyn. by stairs.
Lee. Well, here she is to answer for herself.
Cyn. Oh, it’s you, Arey? I wondered who was talking down here. Do you know Mr. Gordon?
Ariel. I have met him before. He went to Yale and my school is near there, you know. We have met at—at some social affairs.
Cyn. (delighted). Well, now, that’s real pleasant, ain’t it? I have taken another boarder, Mr. Gordon. I hope you don’t mind.
Lee. Not at all. The more the merrier. Who is it?
Cyn. I don’t believe I can ever remember what he said. It’s Peter, I am sure of that much, and he sells clothes sprinklers for a living.
Ariel (amused). What?
Lee (astounded). Good lord!
Cyn. Real kind o’ comical, ain’t it?