Maude (goes to desk). O yes! (rummages). This desk is disgraceful! Here it is! (Reads crumpled paper.) "Be it resolved–" goodness, that's about poor Ned Woodruff! Jack, who was on that committee?
Jack (smoothing Valeria's gloves on his knee). Miss Secretary, I do not keep the minutes.
Maude Well, you were presiding! (rummaging). Here it is,–six,–is that enough? Five, rather,–Hal Taylor won't serve.
Valeria (taking the list). O yes, he will.
Maude Said he wouldn't! Told Mabel Hopeland so last night.
Valeria (calmly). Yes, he will.
Maude Well, he said he wouldn't.
Valeria (pocketing the list, unmoved). He will if I ask him.
Maude (shutting desk with a bang). Oh!