(Enter Jack, carrying his hat and gloves.)
Jack (agreeably). Good morning, Katherine. I let myself in, you not being a regiment. (Katherine goes). Good morning, Mr. Bulbus. You look pretty festive in here. (examines bouquets, reading cards aloud and commenting). "Compliments of Harold Taylor."–Umph, got them here in time, I should say. "With love of Edith."–girls always put on "with love of." "Wishing you a joyous day. Dick Dowell." That's nice of Dick, considering the late unpleasantness. "Lucile," of course; "Lucile" in white and gold! A girl couldn't graduate unless she had three 'Luciles' and a 'Maurine!' Golden Gate roses! Whew, that means dough! Professor Graham, I'll bet! He's got dough and cheek–
(Maude runs down the stairs.)
Jack O, hello, Maude! (gives a long whistle). Aren't we fine? Swagger!
Maude (imploringly). Jack, how do I look?
Jack Turn around,–slowly. (Maude revolves very slowly.)
Maude (anxiously). Well?
Jack You look–you look–out of sight! By George, you do!
Maude (caressing her dress skirt). You like the train?
(Mr. Bulbus gets down and goes out, unnoticed by Maude.)