COX. Go? Pooh—pooh!
MRS. B. Now don’t quarrel, gentlemen. You see, there used to be a partition here—
COX and BOX. Then put it up!
MRS. B. Nay, I’ll see if I can’t get the other room ready this very day. Now do keep your tempers.
[Exit L.
COX. What a disgusting position! (walking rapidly round stage).
BOX (sitting down on chair at one side of table, and following COX’S movements). Will you allow me to observe, if you have not had any exercise to-day, you’d better go out and take it.
COX. I shall not do anything of the sort, sir (seating himself at the table opposite BOX).
BOX. Very well, sir.
COX. Very well, sir! However, don’t let me prevent you from going out.