Pearl. My dear Ruby. I judge by results. He proposed to you the second day. (comes and sits by her on sofa)
Ruby. What about you? You let Waverly kiss you.
Pearl. Only once—just there; (touches her cheek) and that was after a dance, which doesn't count. No, I've gone as far with Mr. Vane as any girl, who isn't a born flirt, (pointedly looking at Ruby) can go, and he's said nothing—yet So I'm going to get father to invite Doctor Sheppard down to Southsea, and I'll flirt desperately with him.
(Ruby crosses C.)You see, I shall be obeying father—I shall get you out of your difficulty, and it will force Waverly to say something—definite, (sits on the word)
Ruby. Oh, Pearl! What a clever idea! (thinks) Andrew hasn't been quite so attentive since I accepted him. And, as you say, dear papa must be obeyed, so I'll flirt with Doctor Sheppard too, before Andrew—it'll do him a world of good.
Pearl. Doctor Sheppard!
Ruby. No, Andrew, of course. Oh, Pearl. I wonder how they're getting on without us? Do they ever talk about us, do you think?
Pearl. Of course they do—everybody talks about us—in Southsea.
Andrew. (heard off) Not in? P'raps he's got a patient. (laughs)
Ruby. It's Andrew! How do I look? (jumps up and looks in mirror)