JESSIE (very rapidly). That I know why you got fisti—fisti—you know—with your servant; that it wasn’t about Martha at all; that all my guardian said about you was a great big story!
JACK. Oh! oh! So old Jogtrot has been poking his ugly nose into my affairs again, has he? (Savagely.) I’ll wring it off!
JESSIE (holding up her finger). Now listen to me, Cousin Jack; if you cannot and do not control that dreadfully peppery temper of yours—
JACK (very quickly). But I will! I swear it by—by this (taking small hand-bell off table). Now, Jessie, if ever you see me getting the least little bit frantic, you’ve only to—
JESSIE. I understand (taking bell and ringing it).
JACK. That’s it!
JESSIE (looking towards C.). Here comes my guardian; now do as I tell you. Go over there (pointing; JACK moves a few paces from her); farther than that! Now cross your arms (JACK obeys); look sulky!
JACK. This sort of thing? (putting on a sulky look).
JESSIE. Worse than that (JACK puts on a hideous grimace). That’s better! Now turn your back to me (JACK obeys; JESSIE also turns her back on JACK).
JACK (looking round). Isn’t there time just for one kiss?