Alma. Ignore it altogether—say nothing about it.
Ned. But suppose Dick says——
Alma. Tell him he dreamt it.
Ned. But if he shows your letter?
Alma. Tear it to pieces—laugh at him! Oh, I know how to manage Dick. Leave that to me. This happens once a week. (crosses to R. )
Ned. (getting hat and stick) Then I shall see you at rehearsal?
Alma. Yes. (crosses to table)
Ned. Good-bye——
Alma. Send Susan up to me.