Pearl. We've got a nice thing in fathers, (looking out of window) He's brought us up to London to put us on the market
Ruby. Yes, and by a cheap excursion. (goes L.)
Pearl. Now we know why we've come to encamp just across the street—it's to lay siege to a penniless cousin. (picks up "Quayle on Muscles" off couch, takes it to table)
Ruby. (at small table up stage L., opens case, shrieks) Ach! knives!
Pearl. (looks up from book) You wouldn't do for a doctor's wife, whatever Pa says, (looks at picture) Besides, you're not free, but I am. (sadly)
Ruby. Pearl. there's Waverly! (coming to her, looking over her shoulder at picture)
Pearl. Yes, there's Waverly, but he's (turns to next picture) most disappointing. He's been staying at Southsea with Lieutenant Merry for a whole week, (turns page) and father's been away the whole time. (turns page) And I've given him every possible encouragement. (looks at picture) At least, of course I didn't go so far as you did with Lieutenant Merry. You were—simply—(turns page)
Ruby. (looking at picture) Shocking! (shuts book and puts it back on couch)
Pearl. Yes, you were! (laughs)
Ruby. How dare you! I never gave Andrew the slightest encouragement, (sits on sofa)