CAPT. EPPINGWELL
All right. Come along.
(Walks to Mrs. Eppingwell and Vanderlip at stove at right front, Indian at his heels.)
Here's that man I told you of, Maud. You had better speak with him—I beg your pardon, Vanderlip.
VANDERLIP
(Jovially.)
That's all right. Business is business.
MRS. EPPINGWELL
(Sweetly.)
Oh, Mr. Vanderlip, I left my programme on the piano, and I really don't know with whom I have the next dance. Please.