George. I was afraid you didn't. Would you think it funny if I sat on my hat?
Amah. Yes, I laugh then. Hi, hi.
George. The inscrutable heart of China expands to the self-same joke that convulses a duchess in London and a financier in New York.
Amah. You more better read the paper.
George. Where's Missy?
Amah. I think she in her room. You wanchee?
George. No.
Amah. I think she come by and by.
George. [Looking at his watch.] Mr. Anderson ought to be back from the office soon. [There is a loud knocking at the door.] Hulloa, who's that?
[A Servant comes out of the house and going to the gateway withdraws the bolt.