Dick. Ground-floor? No! Where are the geniuses always? In the attic. (points up; crosses to L.)
Ned. Strange! (crosses at back to R.)
Dick. What’s strange? (sits on sofa)
Ned. That she has chosen this house of all others.
Dick. It’s a theatrical place. I recommended it to Blake—Jackson recommended it to Carlton. What is there strange about that?
Ned. Nothing, when it’s explained; but it did seem a curious coincidence.
Dick. Call that a coincidence? You should have seen my last comedy. Sparkle’s the man for coincidences.
Ned. Have you been up to see her?
Dick. Just come down. Engagement signed this morning. Splendid terms!
Ned. For Miss Carlton?