[Bell rings.
Mrs. W. Lord Ferrol, there is our summons to the upper regions. We will not make a formal guest of you, but will all guide you to your room.
[All rise.
Lord F. Er, thanks.
Mrs. W. (taking Lord F.’s arm). Your trunks not having arrived (exit r. d. with Lord F.) we will none of us—
[Exit Amy and Helen r. d., evidently laughing. Rose exits l. d. Men all go off into paroxysms of laughter.
Steven (suddenly). Well, I must go and coach him.
Dennis. My dear fellow! you can’t paint the lily.
Enter Rose, quietly, l. d. Men all check their laughter.
Rose. I came back for my skates. Why, what are you laughing about! And pray what lily are you going to paint?