Valeria And that French Girl,–Giggre–wore it last year.
Madam O dear! (grimly). Anybody ever use rope?
Jack (grinning). Only men–for neck-ties mostly. I can't find it, Mrs. De Smythe.
Mrs. De S. Then Matilda has put it in the medicine chest. She is so neat! I can't help it–I don't want to have an attack! What shall I do? But I am afraid I–I am going to have one!
Maude (with signs of tears). O, Mamma, don't have an attack! What shall I do? No roses, no dress, no nothing!
Madam (resolutely). Well, you shall have a dress, about noon, to give you (with a tragic sweep of hand) if it is my last effort! Mrs. De Smythe, I'll drop in and report! (Goes hastily.)
Valeria I must go. I stopped for a list of my committee.
Maude (absently). Don't go. What committee?
Valeria Committee on Decorations.
Maude (vaguely). Committee on–?