Mary. Yes, she’s a jealousy old thing.
Mack. Do you think that’s it?
Mary. Sure! Get the company to put on a man.
Mack. Oh, I couldn’t think of trying that. They might suspect, and if they found out I’d be discharged instantly. It’s posted in the rules and in display at that: “All male employés are absolutely forbidden to receive attentions from women, on pain of instant dismissal.” The man has to take all the blame you know.
Mary. I’ll protect you, have no fear.
Mack. (Pleadingly.) Mayn’t I name the day?
Mary. No, not yet. You see, I’ve a good soft job here and I shan’t give it up till the last minute. I’m savin’ money. Now, you’d better go, Maxie. Some one might come, you know. (Noise outside, R.) There, be quick. (Snatches kiss. Kiss may be blown if advisable.) Ta, ta!
Mack. (Going L.) Au revoir!
Mary. Just in time. Some one is coming.
Enter Hykight, R., followed by members to attend Directors’ meeting. Buzz of conversation. Miss Hykight takes chair, calls meeting to order. Members seated. Buzz of conversation.