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

by Noel Coward

Evangeline. Well, wherever you were then. Do go away, Oliver, I want to talk to Uncle Daniel privately.

Oliver. Righto—you'll remember what I said, won't you, Uncle? Cheerio.

(Exit Oliver, R.)

Uncle. Cheerio. What? Oh, yes, yes. (after Oliver has gone.)

Evangeline (goes to him). Now, look here—about that will of yours—I don't feel that it's quite fair to the others to——

(Enter Mrs. Crombie from garden.)

Mrs. Crombie. Oh, there you are, Mr. Davis—I've been wanting to have a little talk to you about South America. I had a brother out there, you know. (Behind chair R.C.)

Daniel (rising, jovially). Splendid—let's talk about him for hours.

Evangeline (a little annoyed). I'll come back later, uncle. (Moves to stairs.)

Mrs. Crombie. I hope I'm not interrupting a heart-to-heart talk between uncle and niece.