Lord F. You’re awfully good, I’m sure. Er, will you pardon my glasses, but I burned my eyes shooting alligators, and, er! that was why I couldn’t make a more positive date, for I was in the hands of an oculist.
Amy (aside). Oh! Jack, what a lie!
Steven (aside). Didn’t I tell you the old fellow would come out strong? I shouldn’t know him myself?
Amy (rising from easy-chair l.). Here, Lord Ferrol, I have been sitting in the easiest chair to prevent the others from taking it, so that you should have it when you came.
Lord F. Er, thanks, awfully!
[Sits. Amy stands in devoted attitude just at back of his chair.
Rose (rising and bringing hassock). Let me give you this hassock—one is so uncomfortable in these deep chairs without one.
Lord F. Er, Thanks! You’re very kind.
Helen (tenderly). Lord Ferrol, will you tell me how you like your tea?
Lord F. Strong, please, with plenty of cream and sugar.