Scene—On Manhattan Island. Time—To-day. Hour—Ten-thirty. Persons of the play:
Sibyl. A dream of beauty, half-awake,
In filmy disarray—about to take
Her morning tub. In speech with her the while
Is Robert. He is dressed in riding style.
Sibyl—Why, Bob, it’s you! They got your name all wrong.
I’m sorry that I made you wait so long.
Bob—Only six minutes by my watch—it’s true
A minute seems a year, awaiting you!
But Time is merciful and I rejoice