VALENTINE WHITE.
Imogen!
IMOGEN.
If a man has a good heart he should have a good hat.
VALENTINE WHITE.
Imogen--Jenny! If I had ever come to you--in a good hat----
IMOGEN.
If you had, then when mamma urged me to marry perhaps she would not have blamed me for----
VALENTINE WHITE.
For what?
IMOGEN.
For liking some pleasant-looking gentleman who laughed at harmless follies instead of scolding them.
VALENTINE WHITE.
And now?
IMOGEN.
Now! Now--it is too late.
[She falls into his arms; he embraces her.]
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
[Outside.] Hi, hi! Come here! hi!
IMOGEN.
Ah!
[She breaks from VALENTINE and runs out, as LEBANON enters, very pale and upset.]
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
[Clinging to VALENTINE.] Old fellow!
VALENTINE WHITE.
What"s the matter with you?
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
Gurrrh! You--you"re wanted!
[LADY TWOMBLEY enters.]
LADY TWOMBLEY.
Good gracious!
VALENTINE WHITE.
Something has happened, I"m afraid.
[VALENTINE goes out.]
LADY TWOMBLEY.
[To LEBANON.] You"re ill!
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
I"m upset.
LADY TWOMBLEY.
Too much breakfast!
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
No. I--I"ve peppered Macphail.
LADY TWOMBLEY.
Peppered him! Can"t you take your mind off eating?
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
You don"t understand. I was in the wagonette, tellin" "em the story of Tom Bolter and those beastly ducks. I got "old of a beastly gun and just as I was demonstrating how I shot the fifteen beastly birds----
LADY TWOMBLEY.
It went off!
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
Well! Don"t make such a fuss about it!