Hat. (quickly) What is it, Philip? (whisking round)
Inn. (turning away) I wonder how long Corney usually takes over his breakfast.
Hat. Oh, I can go and ask him, if that’s all you want to know.
Hattie going up L.
Inn. (pulling her back by her dress; she in mischief runs for chair, trying to sit upon his hat, which he saves) Oh, Hattie! oh my! oh I—I don’t want to know particularly.
Corney enters quietly from Library up L., sees them and goes out again.
It’s good enough to stay here and go on wondering—with you. Of course—I don’t want to wonder by myself. Oh, Hattie!
Hat. Oh, Mr. Innings. (gushingly)
Innings, kneeling beside Hattie, embraces her; Corney sings outside; Hattie and Innings hurriedly get away from each other; Hattie goes and sits on couch L.; Innings goes extreme R. to window recess.