Lucy. I was laughing because——
Pil. I have no wish to hear. I object to frivolity.
Lucy. Do you, uncle? (crosses L.) Wait for me, Auntie. (turns to Dorvaston) Jack, where's my orchid?
Dor. Cook is taking care of it.
Lucy. (looking at Pillenger) What a treasure Cook is. (looking at Dorvaston) I wonder what any of us would do without her? (exit. The two men face each other for a second)
Dor. (laughs) Sorry I let you in, sir, (coming C.) but Lucy won't say anything. I'll be back directly—and, I say, you won't forget to stir very gently? (exit off)
Pil. (angrily) No, I won't! No, I won't! No, I won't! (crosses; sits R. of table, stirs violently for a moment, then remembers and slows down; Cook comes out)
Car. Captain Dorvaston! (sees Pillenger) Is Captain Dorvaston—— (he turns round) Oh, you've got it! (comes to top of table)
Pil. The basin? Yes. I was compelled to interrupt Captain Dorvaston, so I was endeavoring to supply his place; I fear with poor results. (puts paper on seat)
Car. Let me look? (takes basin, crosses a little C.) Thanks. (she looks at it) Oh, no—it's all right.