Jane. I won’t speak to you again. I will find a gentleman to take me home. (Aside.) Ah, here comes a gentleman from the Pavilion! I will speak to him, and make little Alphonzo jealous. I’ll serve him out for getting drunk.
Enter AUGUSTUS from refreshment-room.
Aug. Ah, here you are, Alphonzo, and this I presume is your young lady, don’t you know?
(Bowing.—Business.)
Alph. Yes, you do presume, don’t you know! (Aside.) This fellow will cut me out if I don’t take care.
Aug. (To Jane.) May I take the liberty of asking you to take a little refreshment?
Jane. Certainly!
(Takes his arm.)
Alph. Well, I shall get the needle in a minute. (To Augustus.) Look here, old man, I am——
Aug. Some other time, old chappie!