Car. (glancing at Lucy, and also smiling) No, I don't think I do. (crosses C.) How do you go to Church?
Lucy. (rising) We are going to bike there. By-the-bye, would you tell somebody—Auntie or Jack—anybody will do—that I've run over to see my friend, Jenny Thornton, and they're not to wait breakfast?
Thor. (rising) My dear Lucy, ought we to involve a third person in our deception?
Car. The third person hasn't a very tender conscience in such matters. (to Lucy) I'll tell your little fib for you with pleasure.
Lucy. (leans over chair, sees shoe) There, Harry, I knew she would. Thank you, Cook. (taking up the shoe which Cook has placed on a chair) What's this?
Car. (C.) I wanted to throw a shoe after you, and that was the only one I could find. It's one of your Aunt's—she put it outside her door to be cleaned.
Thor. Dear me! It looks rather formidable.
Car. It is large! We'll hope that the luck it brings will be proportionate. Now, I should say it was time for you to go.
Thor. (going up to window) Yes, I don't think we ought to delay.