w this lady to her carriage, Tupper.

_(Ruby doesn't move from table.)_

_(aside)_ Go! Go! What are you waiting for?

Ruby. _(aside to him, stifling a laugh)_ My sister, of course.
I'm not going to leave her here, _(crosses C., then on to
Andrew)_

Doctor. Pray don't.

_(Doctor rushes at Pearl. who is hobbling across stage on
Waverly's walking stick and takes stick from her.)_

_(aside)_ Do you want to give me away to my aunt?

_(then loudly)_ I'll write to your school mistress about you. I
think a little physical treatment _locally applied_ _(brandishing
stick)_ will put you right very soon. Good afternoon, _(aside)_
Go! Go! _both_ of you! _(rings bell)_

_(Re-enter Tupper.)_

More carriages for this lady, Tupper. _(to Pearl)_ You needn't
wait, little girl.

Pearl. I shall wait for Mr. Vane; and I won't be called a little
girl! _(goes to Ruby)_

_(Bell rings.)_

Doctor. _(getting desperate)_ Shall I never get rid of 'em!
_(rushes at Vane and grips him by the arm)_ I'll take you next,
sir. _(loudly)_

_(Waverly laughs.)_

Stop that infernal laughing. I know my aunt will see through it
soon, _(punches him on back)_

_(Waverly cries out.)_

Ah, it's still there! _(loudly)_ That'll have to come out!
_(punches him harder)_

_(Waverly cries louder.)_

Yes! _(severely)_ We must remove that at once. Step into my
operating room.

_(Drags him oft to bath-room--opens door, turns on taps and
leaves them running. Waverly runs back to his chair, Doctor runs
back after him.)_

Come along, now--be a man! Waver. Not to-day, thank you all the
same.

_(Enter Aunt, shown in by Tupper.)_

Aunt. _(C.)_ I'll give him _one last chance_.

Doctor. _(seeing her--rushes at her--aside to her)_ Take 'em off,
you fool! She's come! Take 'em off, I say, or I'll take 'em off
for you!

_(Andrew starts up and takes his bonnet and wig off.)_

Andrew. _(calls loudly)_ Jack! Jack!

_(Doctor far too preoccupied to hear him, pushes Aunt into
bath-room--she falls head foremost into bath, her heels go
up--loud splash. Doctor bangs door, turns round, sees Andrew.)_

Doctor. _(aghast)_ Merry Andrew!!!

Andrew. Yes, Dull Boy!

Doctor. Then who's in here? _(opens door)_

TABLEAU.

_(Flo rushes into bath-room and shuts door quickly.)_

CURTAIN.

ACT III.

Scene.--The same as Acts I and II.

_(Doctor discovered alone, in frock coat and pyjama trousers, and
just going to knock at bath-room door.)_

Doctor