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 (spurring up wearily).— Why did you keep me waiting so long? Et cætera, et cætera, et cætera.

(sitting on railings opposite Simla Town Hall).—Hullo, Gaddy! 'Been trotting out the Gorgonzola? We all thought it was the Gorgon you're mashing.

(with withering emphasis).—You young cub! What the does it matter to you?

''Proceeds to read Gilded Youth a lecture on discretion and deportment, which crumples latter like a Chinese lantern. Departs fuming.''

.—''Exterior of New Library on a foggy evening. Miss Threegan and Miss Deercourt meet among the 'rickshaws. Miss T. is carrying a bundle of books under her left arm.''

(level intonation).—Well?

(ascending intonation).—Well?

(capturing her friend's left arm, taking away all the books, placing books in 'rickshaw, returning to arm, securing hand by third finger and investigating).—Well! You bad girl! And you never told me.

(demurely).—He—he—he only spoke yesterday afternoon.

—Bless you, dear! And I'm to be bridesmaid, aren't I? You know you promised ever so long ago.

—Of course. I'll tell you all about it to-morrow. (Gets into 'rickshaw.) Oh, Emma!

(with intense interest).—Yes, dear

(piano).—It's quite true—about—the—egg.

—What egg?

(pianissimo prestissimo).—The egg without the salt. (Forte.) Chalo ghar ko jaldi, jhampani!