(Dreamily.) I write corking verses, and I read them with a corking voice. (With passion.) Oh, Bill! Oh, my dear——
Bill.
Yes?
Lady Patricia.
How I wish that you and I were alone on a little island in the Ægean Archipelago!... Hush! (The sound of a motor in the distance.) Do you hear? A motor-car coming up the drive! You can see if you look through the branches there. (Points to the left.) Be careful, dear. Don’t let any one see you.
Bill.
(Looking over the rail of the platform.) Great Scott!
Lady Patricia.
Yes?
Bill.