Nor. But has he formed no opinion as to what is the matter with Philip?
Bea. He seems to think, it is nothing worse than an aggravated case of dyspepsia, and he attaches the greatest importance to diet. He has forbidden poor Philip almost everything. Sir Peter is a little crotchety, but he is paying the greatest attention to the case. And he’s so clever! I am charmed with him. (Normantower crosses to piano, and stands R. of Kate who plays softly. Tom rises, crosses to Mildred and takes her hand. She rises, and they advance down a step R.C.)
Tom. (aside to Mildred) Could you die, Mildred?
Mil. I want to, Tom.
Tom. Then let’s die together!
Mil. Yes—but how?
Tom. I don’t know. That’s the worst of me. I’m so beastly ignorant.
Mil. There’s a pond at the bottom of the garden.
Tom. Is there?
Mil. Six feet deep.