Uncle. I suppose they've outdone themselves in this garden scene.
Aunt. Yes, Bertha says they've worked tremendously over it. Henry, what do you think of it?
Uncle. Very ingenious, my dear.
Aunt. But Henry, their voices—
Uncle. They are a little destructive to the illusion, but you hear the gentleman behind me. He assures us that he thinks they are men!
Aunt. Oh, Henry!
Uncle. It's a pity they haven't more like Maria. Viola could take a few points from her.
Aunt. But Bertha says that they adore Viola. She writes, and plays basket-ball, and stands high in her classes, and—
Uncle. But she isn't an actress, that's all. She shouldn't grasp all the arts! She's too melodramatic—she rants.
Aunt. Bertha says the trainer admires her very much—he wants her to go on the stage.