Aurora. (behind Doctor) Buck up, sir—I'll stand by yer.
(Aunt descends upon him, he backs into Aurora. Bus. [ad lib.])
Aunt. So, sir, you're not satisfied with your outrageous treatment of me—your loving aunt, who came to London to be your best friend—(C.)
Doctor. If you'll only give me——
Aunt. Hold your tongue sir, I won't give you anything (L. C.)
Aurora. Give 'im a chance, mum, that don't cost nothin'—(end of sofa)
Aunt. Silence, the pair of you!
Aurora. (taking Doctor's arm—looks up at him lovingly) "The pair of us!"
Aunt. You shameless Don Juan; you've bragged to me about your goings on with two sailor girls——
Aurora. 'Tain't 'is fault, mum, they will kiss 'im! (c.)