A Little Bit of Fluff: A Farce in Three Acts

by Walter Ellis

(PAMELA starts with a little cry at sight of URSULA and backs up to window R. trembling with fear.)

URSULA. What are you doing ’ere? What are you doing ’ere?

PAMELA. I beg your pardon, I was looking for my husband.

URSULA. Well, he’s not ’ere. He’s not ’ere! (Loudly.)

PAMELA. No, I’m sure he wouldn’t be——

(Exit window R. calling: “John! John!”)

(URSULA opens door R. and beckons.)

URSULA. It’s all right. You can come in now, little man. All gone!

JOHN (entering). Thank you, Ursula, thank you! (JOHN is carrying a bodice.)