PAMELA. Does it look valuable to you?
JOHN. Of course it does.
PAMELA. Well, it isn’t—this is only imitation.
TULLY. Oh, it looks just the same to me.
PAMELA. Mother had the real one copied for thirty shillings, she was so afraid I should lose it.
TULLY. That’s very thoughtful.
JOHN. Mother does know.
PAMELA (posing). But it looks genuine, doesn’t it?
JOHN. It looks jolly good. (Artfully.) What have you done with the real one?
PAMELA. Ah! that’s telling! I’m never going to part with that as long as I live. (Crossing to door L.). Shall I give your love to mother?