COLONEL [aside, much interested].
Now I’m going to hear something. [Meanwhile Margery has crept in, R., behind them. She flings her handkerchief over the Colonel’s eyes, and ties it in a knot behind his head, then skips away from him. Rising.] You rascal! It’s that Margery! I know it is! Where are you? [Groping about, Margery evading him, and in shrieks of laughter.] Margery, if I catch you!
MARGERY.
But you can’t!
[Enid has risen to evade the Colonel, who is groping all over the room—a sort of blind man’s buff—all laughing.
COLONEL [seizing Enid].
I’ve got you!
[Kisses her. Enid shrieks. Margery roars. Colonel tears off the handkerchief and stands aghast.
Re-enter Wells, L.