ack.

Waverly. How could you?

Andrew. She'd got his things on.

Waverly. _(putting his hand over his face)_ Oh, Susannah!

_(Enter Doctor R. I. E., sees Aurora on sofa, and rushes off
again, yowling.)_

Andrew. _(to Waverly, neither having seen Aurora on sofa)_ Has he
got 'em? Come on, we must tell him the good news.

_(Exeunt Andrew and Waverly after Doctor R. I. E.)_

Aurora. _(alone, fondly)_ My love! Ain't he coy? I like a bashful
lover. It's so gentlemanly, _(sits at writing-table)_

_(Enter Tupper excitedly.)_

Tupper. Please, sir--_(sees Aurora. laughs)_ Well, you do look a
guy! 'Oiler, boys, 'oiler, 'ere's another guy!

Aurora. You don't know who you're talking to. I shall be your
missus soon--I'm going to marry the dear doctor!

Tupper. Oh, don't say that, Aurora! _(cries)_

Aurora. Ah, you ain't the only one as'll cry when they 'ear the
news. There's the butcher and the baker and my cousin, in the h'E
division, he'll bust! Poor little Tupper, don't cry. Look
'ere, you shall come and kiss me in the vestry, after it's all
over--that's more than I'll let the butcher do. Buck up, it'll
soon be over--

Tupper _(drying eyes)_ Oh, I forgot, there's a servant come from
Grosvenor Road.

Aurora. Tell 'er to wait.

Tupper. But she says the lady's going to have a fit!

Aurora. Tell 'er to wait, we are not to be disturbed.

Tupper. All right! _(aside)_ Oh, ain't she lovely! She looks like
an 'eavenly h'angel, now I've lorst 'er for h'ever!

_(Exit Tupper.)_

Aurora. _(picks up letter)_ I'll see to her case myself. It wants
a woman in the case. _(Bus.)_ I'll work this business different
when I'm boss. I'll get 'im a lot of patients.

_(Enter Plant. Ruby and Pearl.)_

What! Back again! These visits'll 'ave to be paid for. We don't
give nothing away heah! _(writes on scribbling block)_ To three
consul'ations in one day at a pound a time--and there's three of
yer, three three's--that's eleven--kindly part up! _(knocks on
table)_

Plant. My good girl, this is not a professional visit We've come
to see Miss Sheppard.

Aurora. _(with dignity, sitting at writing table)_ Well, you
can't. Auntie's changing 'er clothes--'as she told yer the news?

Plant. What news?

_(Ruby signals to Pearl behind Plant's back.)_

Aurora. _(haughtily)_ A mere trifle! There's goin' to be a
weddin' from 'ere very soon.

Pearl. A wedding?

Plant. _(to Ruby and Pearl. rubbing his hands, ready to take Ruby
and Pear