THE SCARLET PARASOL.
Scene III.—The Hall. A quarter to Three in the afternoon.
Muriel (to Alan, who is just taking his hat). Oh! May I speak to you one moment, Master Roy?
Alan. Pray do, dear Miss Vane. I am just going for a stroll by myself—to—to develope an idea I've got.
Muriel. If you should happen to be going for a secret drive along the high road with Viola, in a dog-cart from Johnstone's, would you be so kind as to give her this? (Hands scarlet parasol.) She forgot it. And don't let her leave it anywhere. You see her initials are carved round it. And she is always losing things. Please be very careful!
[She smiles.
Alan. What on earth can have given you such an extraordinary idea, Miss Vane?
[Takes parasol.