FLORENCE. I know she does. That's why I'm hiding in here.
ELSIE. They're a man short on the team, and——
FLORENCE. Didn't you tell her I can't play to-day? Elsie. She thinks she can persuade you.
FLORENCE. She can't.
ELSIE. You'd better go and tell her so.
FLORENCE (gathering up her golf-bag). Blow Eleanor Smith! She thinks hockey's everything. I hate fanatics. Elsie. She's waiting for you.
FLORENCE. All right. I'll go. (Exit Florence.)
ELSIE. Heard the news, Leo?
LEO. Not particularly.
ELSIE (excitedly). Jack Metherell's coming in to see father before the match. Father told me.