He proposed to you the
second day. _(comes and sits by her on sofa)_
Ruby. What about you? You let Waverly kiss you.
Pearl. Only once--just there; _(touches her cheek)_ and that was
after a dance, which doesn't count. No, I've gone as far with Mr.
Vane as any girl, who isn't a born flirt, _(pointedly looking
at Ruby)_ can go, and he's said nothing--yet So I'm going to get
father to invite Doctor Sheppard down to Southsea, and I'll flirt
_desperately_ with him.
_(Ruby crosses C.)_You see, I shall be obeying father--I shall
get you out of your difficulty, and it will force _Waverly_ to
say something--definite, _(sits on the word)_
Ruby. Oh, Pearl! What a clever idea! _(thinks)_ _Andrew_ hasn't
been _quite_ so attentive since I accepted him. And, as you say,
dear papa must be obeyed, so I'll flirt with Doctor Sheppard too,
before Andrew--it'll do him a _world_ of good.
Pearl. Doctor Sheppard!
Ruby. No, _Andrew_, of course. Oh, Pearl. I wonder how they're
getting on without us? Do they ever talk about us, do you think?
Pearl. Of course they do--_everybody_ talks about us--in
Southsea.
Andrew. _(heard off)_ Not in? P'raps he's got a patient.
_(laughs)_
Ruby. It's Andrew! How do I look? _(jumps up and looks in
mirror)_
_(Pearl tries to pull her away from it--Enter Andrew. followed by
Waverly.)_
Waverly. _(looking at girls' backs and nudges Andrew)_ P'raps
he's got two patients.
Andrew. Oh, Susannah! _(takes double stethoscope off table, aside
to Waverly)_ Let's have a lark. I'll pretend to be the doctor.
Waver. No, no, never joke about business, _(scuffles to get
stethoscope)_
_(Ruby looks round.)_
Andrew. Ruby! _(goes to her with outstretched arms)_
_(Pearl looks round.)_
Waver. _(aside)_ Pearl! Oh, lor! _(goes down r.)_ Pearl.
_(coyly)_ Mr. Vane! What attraction has brought you all the way
from Southsea? _(follows him)_
_(Waverly looks confused.)_
Andrew. _(to Ruby)_ What's brought you? We called at Clarence
Parade this morning and found that you'd flown up to London by
the excurs--the early train, so we thought what a lark it'd be to
run up on the chance of meeting you.
Waver. We didn't expect to find you at the doctor's.
Andrew. No. _(to Ruby. anxiously)_ Are you ill?
Ruby. _(laughing)_ No.
Waver, _(to Pearl. wearily)_ Don't say it's _you_.
Pearl. I'm _never_ ill. What's the matter with you?
Waver. _I've_ only come with _Andrew_, _(tries to cross to
Andrew)_
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