CAPT. (aside) I shall be ruined. (throws another coin) There! Be off! (they cease) Now, shall we go?
ETHEL. Would you relieve me of my shawl?
CAPT. Delighted, I am sure. (they move slowly towards the window, R., arm in arm, he bowing down to her, she smiling up at him)
Re-enter EDWIN through L. window.
EDWIN. I’m getting on tremendously with Miss Carruthers. This is great fun; I do like a little change. Now, if Ethel wasn’t so absurdly fond of me—if she would only flirt a bit—(perceiving her) Holloa! It strikes me she is flirting a bit. (BOY outside has just commenced to sing)
ETHEL. Oh, really, Captain Plunger!
BOY. (singing) “And the captain with his whiskers stole a sly glance at me.”
EDWIN. Oh, come, I say, you know. It strikes me Ethel’s flirting a good deal. It seems she likes a little change. This isn’t such great fun after all.
ETHEL. I hope that no one will disturb us.
CAPT. I’d advise them not.