BLUNT. Yes, miss! he said it was a cold in his head, but I know better.
JACK (heard from room L. H.). Blunt! Blunt!
BLUNT. Coming, sir! (about to run to the door L. H.).
MRS. T. (pointing to C.). That way, if you please. Remember, obedience is the first duty of a soldier.
[BLUNT makes a salute, and exit at C. with portmanteau.
JESSIE. Oh, aunty! only fancy poor Jack with a tear hanging to the tip of his great big nose—I mean, a great big tear! Why, why did you let me tell my guardian that I’d never marry Jack? Do run after him, and tell him I’ve changed my mind, and that I’ll never, never, never marry any one else. Do make haste, aunty dear. Do be a little bit impetuous like me (during this she has urged MRS. TARLETAN towards C.).
MRS.T. (laughing). Spoiled child! spoiled child! (kisses her, and hurries out at C.).
Enter JACK at door L. H., dressed in tweed travelling suit, an overcoat over his arm, and a small bag in his hand.
JACK (stops on seeing JESSIE). A thousand pardons, Jes—I mean Miss Manvers. I expected to find my aunt.
JESSIE (archly). And you are disappointed at finding only me?