Enter Mr. Law., D. F.
Law. I’ve been looking for you, daughter. What is your programme for to-day? A drive or a sail?
Flo. I don’t care which, papa, I enjoy everything that pleases you.
Law. But I want you to choose for yourself. I am such an old traveler I have seen about everything.
Flo. What do you say, Rachel?
Rach. Laws! Miss Flossie, it ain’t for me to choose.
Flo. But what do you like? Are you afraid of the water?
Rach. I don’t know. Do they get sea sick?
Law. Not on the river. Florence, they are catching chameleons now in the garden.