Dennis. I’ll bet a box of chocolates that he doesn’t know how to skate. (Aside to men.) They don’t have ice in Southern California.
Amy. Ten pounds and taken. (Aside to girls.) Jack is a superb skater!
Steven. Two to one that Dennis wins.
Rose. I suppose you think you are betting on a certainty, so I shall take you up, just to make you feel ashamed when I lose.
Steven. Mrs. Wycherly, can’t we have our tea without waiting for his giblets? I am simply famished!
Helen (crossing to l.). I wonder if men ever really think of anything besides eating.
George. If you think that clearing the drifts off that lake is a light and ornamental position under the government, try it.
Mrs. W. (rising and reseating herself at desk chair r.). Well, Helen, you may make it now, only save a cup for Lord Ferrol.
[George pulls easy-chair c. back to r., while Dennis and Steven bring tea-table to former position by chair. Rose exits l. d.
Helen (coming to tea-table and holding cup up). Lord Ferrol’s cup.