Steven. Because she’s steaming the tea?
Dennis. No.
Amy. Don’t keep us in suspense.
Steven. Because she’s full of tease.
George. You make me tired.
Steven. Is that why you sat down so often on the ice?
Helen. Isn’t that just like George,—sitting round, while the rest do the work.
George. If you think there’s any particular pleasure in sitting in a snowdrift, there’s one outside, right against the verandah.
Steven. That would never do at present. It might result in a cold, and so destroy our little plan of winning the maiden affections of—well, I won’t give him a name till I have seen him!
Helen. It is hard to put up with foreign titles, but as long as our government will not protect that industry, the home product is so rude, boorish, VULGAR, and YOUNG, that we cannot help—