Charlie (going up l. b.). With the greateth of pleathure.
Agnes. And, Mr. Newbank, (Charlie turns) don’t tell Mr. Van Tromp I’m here. [Reg. appears at b. d.
Charlie. I’ll tell any lie thooner. (Turns.) Ah!! (Politely.) Mither Van Tromp, Mith Wortley ith fatigued and wanth to retht a little.
Reg. Aw! Then she shows gweat good sense in sending you away.
Charlie (angrily). Thir, you thouldn’t inflict your thothiety on a lady who hath juth been athking me how to get rid of you.
Reg. (coolly). I hope you told her it was by keeping you about her.
Charlie. If thatth the cathe, I’ll be back very thoon.
[Exits b. d.
Reg. Aw, I’m deucid sowy that boah Newbank has tired you, Miss Wortley. You weally should not be so awfully good natured, don’tcher know.
Agnes. Oh, we have to be, and he’s no worse than a lot of others.