Belle. Pretty well.
Jack. Only pretty well? Isn't the rest doing you good?
Belle. Some good, I think, Jack.
Jack. Say, Belle! Do you know, I think you were much better after that imaginary journey we took the other night. Let's take another.
Belle (looking up with a feeble smile). So soon?
Jack. I've got some more time-tables.
Belle. Where's it to be?
Jack. I'm tired of the Europe business. It takes so long, getting to Switzerland and Egypt. I believe in seeing America first.
Belle. Where shall we go? To Hoboken?
Jack. Stop laughing at me. We're going to Florida. (Draws up chair to table and spreads out R. R. folders and time-tables.)