Gin. (Coming forward.) Yis, sah.
Topp. Go to the cab stand at the Park and send carriages to meet us at the fountain.
Gin. Yis, sah. (Exit L.)
Mrs. T-K. (To Topp.) I do so dislike to part with my dear little boys. Only poverty—
Topp. They shall have all the advantages of wealth.
Mrs. T-K. There may be conditions attached to their going?
Topp. Indeed? I thought that was all settled?
Mrs. T-K. (Sentimentally, with languishing glance.) I should be very lonely.
Topp. Ah, I think I understand the conditions. (Looks at her significantly.) The mother goes with the twins?
Mrs. T-K. She might be induced—that is—oh, dear, how sudden! how embarrassing!