hoath not to tell, Miss.

SUSIE. O pish!

[_Kneeling in the big arm-chair and watching proceedings from behind
its back._

BUTLER. [_Continues to the FOOTMAN._] And wait with the checks and Mr.
Austin's dressing-bag-- [_Showing it._] --until they come.

FOOTMAN. Yes, sir.

PETER. And make haste, or, I say, somebody'll turn up and give our whole
joke away!

[_The DRIVER reenters._

SUSIE. Yes, _do_ hurry!

FOOTMAN. [_To the DRIVER._] Come along.

[_They take the big trunk out Left. BUTLER follows with the
dressing-bag._

MRS. CULLINGHAM. [_Calls from the room at back._] Peter darling, are you
there?

SUSIE. Phew! Just in time!

[_Sliding down into a more correct position in the chair._

PETER. Yes, mother!

[_Going to back._

MRS. CULLINGHAM. [_In the doorway, at back._] Come, take these beautiful
roses from Mrs. Tillman!

[_MRS. CULLINGHAM and MRS. TILLMAN enter._

MRS. TILLMAN. [_With her arms full of roses._] Thomas will take them
down.

PETER. No, I'd like to. Aren't they bully?

[_He takes them._

MRS. CULLINGHAM. [_To MRS. TILLMAN._] Good-by, and thank you again. I
know you must want to go up to Jinny.

MRS. TILLMAN. Yes, she may need me to help her a little. Good-by.
Good-by, Peter.

PETER. Good-by, ma'm.

[_MRS. TILLMAN goes out Right._

MRS. CULLINGHAM. Why, Susie, how do you do?

SUSIE. [_Glides out of the chair and stands before it._] How do you do?

[_Embarrassed._

MRS. CULLINGHAM. You're a good little girl, I hope?

SUSIE. I don't! I hate good little girls!

MRS. CULLINGHAM. O my!

[_She goes out, laughing, Left._

[_PETER, coming to SUSIE, catches her in his arms and kisses her, much
against her will._

SUSIE. [_Furious._] Oh, you horrid, nasty thing, you! [_She strikes at
him; he runs; she chases him from one side of the room to the other,
around a sofa and table, and out Left, screaming as she chases him._] I
hate you! I hate you!

[_MAGGIE enters Right._

MAGGIE. Miss Susie, Mrs. Tillman wants to see you upstairs.

SUSIE. What for?

MAGGIE. I don't know, Miss.

SUSIE. Pshaw! have I got to go? All right!

[_Going toward the door at Right._

[_AUSTIN enters, meeting SUSIE._

AUSTIN. Hello! Where are _you_ going?

SUSIE. Oh, up to Auntie Tillman's room. Goodness knows what for; it's an
awful bore! Want to come along?

AUSTIN. No, thank you; but if you see your Cousin Jinny, you might tell
her I am down.

SUSI