Sladder wants to speak
to you.
ERMYNTRUDE: O, yes, Mr. Splurge.
SLADDER: The test! The test!
[_Re-enter_ SPLURGE.
SPLURGE: Miss Sladder is coming, sir.
SLADDER: The test!
[_Enter_ ERMYNTRUDE.
ERMYNTRUDE: What is it, father?
SLADDER: How are your white mice, child?
ERMYNTRUDE: Quite well, father, both of them.
Sladder (_draws a box from his pocket, takes out a little bit of
cheese_): Give them that, Ermyntrude.
ERMYNTRUDE: That, father. What is it?
SLADDER: Cheese.
ERMYNTRUDE: May I have a bit?
SLADDER: No, don't touch it!
ERMYNTRUDE: Very well, father.
SLADDER: If they eat it, you shall have----
ERMYNTRUDE: What, father?
SLADDER: Anything, everything. Only go and give them the cheese.
ERMYNTRUDE: All right, father.
[_She moves to the door R., she looks round, then goes out by the French
window instead._
SLADDER: Why are you going that way, child?
ERMYNTRUDE: O--er--I thought it would be nice to go round over the lawn,
father. I can get in by the drawing-room.
SLADDER: O, very well. Be quick, dear.
ERMYNTRUDE: All right, father.
[_The magnet that has attracted_ ERMYNTRUDE _to the lawn now appears in
the form of_ MR. HIPPANTHIGH, _passing the window on his way to the
hall-door._ SLADDER _and_ SPLURGE _do not see him, having their backs to
the window.
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