| Oliver | } | (rising and all talking at once). But look here—— |
| Evangeline. | Uncle dear, of course—— | |
| Bobbie. | How in Heaven's name are we to—— | |
| Sylvia. | Really I don't quite see—— | |
| Joyce. | It's going to be very difficult—— |
(All looking towards Daniel, the positions are now as follows:—Daniel, up four stairs. Mrs. Dermott extreme R. Sylvia up R.C. Oliver down R.C. Evangeline down C. Joyce up L.C.. Bobbie down L.)
Daniel (holding up his hand.) Please—couldn't you possibly speak one at a time? Sylvia? (Motions to her.)
Sylvia (stepping forward). What we want to know, uncle, is how on earth are we to start?
(They all nod.)
Daniel (smiling benignly, arms outstretched). I'll leave it to you!
All turn to audience open-mouthed as the Curtain descends.
ACT II.
The Scene is the same as Act I. Eighteen months have elapsed. All the windows are wide open. It is a glorious summer day. Alterations in the furniture are noted at the end of the play. At the table L. Evangeline is seated when the Curtain rises, typewriting slowly but firmly. There are a lot of papers strewn about. On the piano there is a sort of a pastry board to which is affixed a working model of a motor engine in miniature. Joyce is seated at table L.C. laboriously copying out a sheet of music on to some manuscript paper.
Joyce (showing music). Is it a crotchet or a quaver that has a waggle on the end of it?