(Exit with Flora.)
(Bell rings.)
Doctor. (alone) I should like to have that gentleman for a surgical patient! I half wish I hadn't let her go. Those girls are sure to talk about me, and Heaven only knows what they'll say! I wonder if they're really in love with me? No! not likely. I'm not the sort of fellow girls fall in love with. No girl ever fell in love with me except Flo—dear jealous little Flo! Ah, well, I love her all the more for being so jealous, and I know she loves me. Thank Heaven one woman loves me, and only one.
(Exit R. I. E..)
(Enter Aurora. followed by Aunt.)
Aurora. This way, mum. The doctor's very busy.
Aunt. (aside) I'm calmer now! (her lips are set, and she looks anything but calm) And I'll make him explain his outrageous conduct, (crosses right round writing table)
Aurora. Will you take a chair, mum—and I'll tell the doctor——
Aunt. (with suppressed indignation) Engaged with some poor suffering patient, I presume? (sits)
Aurora. (aside) I don't like her tone of voice, (comes down and looks in her face—aside) It's 'im! (aloud) Is the doctor expectin' of you back, or was you took wuss? What's your complaint, eh? (taps her on the shoulder)