ETHEL. Of course.
OCEANA. [Eagerly.] Why ask your mother at all? Why not just go ahead and do it?
ETHEL. Oceana!
OCEANA. Why not? She'd only worry meantime. So let's just wait, and I'll go ahead.
ETHEL. Oh, would you dare?
OCEANA. Why, of course! She needn't know until almost time. Is this Miss Pilkington known here?
ETHEL. No, she's never been in Boston before.
FREDDY. Mother met her in London. She promised she'd do her famous Biblical Dances for mother's pet foundling asylum.
OCEANA. Well, don't you see? Most of the people wouldn't know till it was all over! And oh, Ethel, it would be such a lark! [ETHEL and FREDDY gaze at each other dubiously.] Who was going to play for Miss Pilkington?
ETHEL. I was.