Music till end of act. Comic Agitato.
Hel. (coming down C.) Now-a-days, nor any other time. No woman of ordinary intelligence could be deceived by such a story.
Dunn back to audience R. C., looking anxiously from one to the other.
Corn. (L. of table near Innings) And what’s your idea of Galatea?
Hel. (going towards chair R. of table) That she was some infamous creature whom Pygmalion had brought into his household; and that the Statue tale was made up to hoodwink his confiding wife. (sits)
Car. Ah!! Quite possible.
Carrie back of sofa.
Dunn. (falling on stool front of couch) No use! I knew the truth was no use.
Niobe enters R. C. in an eccentric but stylish tea robe.