"I'll Leave It To You": A Light Comedy In Three Acts

by Noel Coward

Mrs. Dermott. He composes, you know—beautiful little songs,—mostly about moonlight. Evangeline writes the words. She is very artistic, and——

Daniel. What does Sylvia do?

Mrs. Dermott. Oh, she helps me.

Daniel. In what way?

Mrs. Dermott. Oh—er—she—well—she does the flowers, and comes calling with me, and she's invaluable at jumble sales, when we have them.

Daniel. And the youngest?

Mrs. Dermott. Joyce? Oh, she's still at school—she's going to Roedean next year to be finished.

Daniel. Finished? Oh, I see! Well! They sound a pretty hopeless lot.

Mrs. Dermott. Oh, Danny, how can you be so horrid? Why, they're all darlings! You can't expect them to work. They've not been brought up to it.

Daniel. I think it's about time they started.