George. My dear cousin, when a person enters a room already occupied, without due warning, she must not ask questions relative to the subject under discussion.
Rose (talking down stage to conceal her laughter). I know very well what you were talking about. You were making fun of Lord Ferrol.
Steven. Give you my solemn word we were not making fun of Lord Ferrol.
Men. No! How suspicious you girls are!
[All laugh. Helen tries to suppress her laughter, and then rushes out r. d., followed by Steven.
Dennis. That journal was a mighty clever dodge of Parker’s. It staved off all dangerous questions till Steve could coach him.
George. There were some capital notions in it, too. If he will only give us a few more risqué anecdotes, none of the girls will dare talk to him.
Dennis. Did you see Mrs. Wycherly’s horrified expression when he alluded to the wild life of the American men? I am sure she thought he was going to give us some “exposures in high life.”
Enter Steven hurriedly, r. d.
Steven. Look here, fellows, you’ve got to help me. The girls have planted themselves on the divan upstairs, and I can’t go to Ferrol’s room without their seeing me. Come up and occupy them, while I slip in.