Enter Sylvester.
MARGERY.
Ah, I’m so glad you’ve come! [Crosses to him.] I wanted somebody to talk to. Gerald’s so busy!
[Takes Sylvester’s hat and stick.
SYLVESTER.
Busy? then I’m afraid I intrude.
GERALD [resignedly].
Oh, not at all! [Sees Margery at back, who has put Sylvester’s hat on, very much askew, and is marching up and down with the stick under her arm.] Good gracious, Margery!
[Margery laughs. Sylvester laughs. Gerald goes up, snatches the hat and stick, and turns to put them down.