Bobbie. Well, do you?
(Mrs. Crombie sees them through window L.C.)
Faith. Of course, silly! (She kisses him.)
Bobbie (joyfully—taking her hands). Oh, Faith we'll have the most wonderful times in the world—just you and me together; say you're happy, say you're excited about it.
Faith. I'm absolutely thrilled—I'm—— (Bobbie sees Mrs. Crombie. Picks up papers on floor to hide his confusion.)
(Enter Mrs. Crombie. They get up.)
Mrs. Crombie (going L.C.). You ought to be ashamed of yourselves, sitting indoors on a lovely day like this. (Faith giggles.) Heaven knows we get little enough good air in town, without wasting it when we get into the country.
Faith. Mother, something important has happened. (By front of couch.)
Bobbie (sincere). Look here, Faith, you must let me tell her—it's my job, I won't shirk it.
Faith. Don't be silly, Bobbie, go into the garden, there's a darling—I'll come out in a minute or two.