ETHEL. Where?
CAPT. Upon the balcony.
ETHEL. Is Mr. Larkspur on the balcony with Miss Carruthers? (runs to window)
CAPT. I have reason to believe so.
ETHEL. So he is. Oh, very well. (returns) Shall we go out upon the balcony?
CAPT. The waiter said he thought they didn’t want to be interrupted.
ETHEL. Don’t they? That’s the very reason, then, why we should interrupt them. Would you kindly let me take your arm?
CAPT. With pleasure.
ETHEL. Won’t it be delightful?