sarah. And whereabout is she?
ann. [From the corner she has slunk to.] Here I am, Sally.
mr. tatton. Miss Ann, I forgive you. I'm smiling, I assure you, I'm smiling.
sarah. We all laughed when we heard you.
mr. tatton. Which reminds me, young George Leete, had you the ace?
george. King . . . knave . . . here are the cards, but I can't see.
mr. tatton. I had the king.
ann. [Quietly to her sister.] He kissed me.
sarah. A man would.
george. What were trumps?