(She puts her lips up to him and he again kisses her.)
(Sitka Charley remains inside street door. Capt. Eppingwell is restless, betraying a feeling that it is time to go. Policeman is restless. Mrs. Eppingwell and Freda, now near to each other, are looking on.)
FLOSSIE
My! What lots of dogs you must have!
VANDERLIP
(More puzzled than ever.)
Hum, yes.
FLOSSIE
First came an Indian with six dogs. You know, the Indian with one eye.
(Mrs. Eppingwell and Capt. Eppingwell look at each other significantly. Vanderlip, after a moment's hesitancy, nods.)