Act I.
Scene. A garden with practicable gate R. U. E.
Sparkle McIntyre (entering through gate). Well, this is a pretty state of affairs! Rosanna Harefoot lived only for me until that theatrical troupe came to town; but now she’s so stuck on singing and dancing and letting those actor men make love to her that I can’t get a moment with her. Hello! here comes the whole company. I guess they’re going to rehearse here. I’ll hide behind this tree and watch them do their acts.
Enter company of Players.
First Player. Well, this is a hot day; but while we’re trying to keep cool Miss Kitty Socks will sing “Under the Daisies.”
(Specialties by the entire company.)
First Player. Well, we’d better hurry away down the street, or else we’ll be late.
[Exeunt Omnes.
Sparkle McIntyre (emerging from behind tree). That looks easy enough. I guess I’ll see what I can do myself.
(Specialties.)