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Col. G. I hope you feel better, sir ?
Ger. Quite well.
Col. G. Can I get you anything, sir ?

Ger. No, thank you; I want nothing.--Why do you stay ?

Col. G. Can't you think of something I can do for you, sir?

Ger. Fetch that red cloth.
Col. G. Yes, sir.
Ger. Throw it over that --
Col. G. This, sir ?

Ger. No, no—the clay there. Thank you. (A knock at the door.) See who that is.

Col. G. Are you at home, sir ?

Ger. That depends. Not to Mr. Waterfield. Oh, my head! my head! [Exit Col. G.

Enter CONSTANCE. GER. starts, but keeps his

head leaning on his hand. Con. I forgot to say to you, Arthur, But you are ill! What is the matter, dear Arthur ?

Ger. (without looking up) Nothing-only a headache.

Con. Do come home with me, and let aunt and me nurse you. Don't be vexed with me any more.

I will do whatever you like. I couldn't


home without seeing you again. And now I find


ill! Ger. Not a bit. I am only dreadfully busy. I must go out of town. I am so busy ! I can't stay in it a moment longer. I have so many things to do. Con. Mayn't I come and see you while

you work? I never used to interrupt you.

I want so to sit once more in my old place. (Draws a stool towards him.)

Ger. No, no-not-not there! Constance used to sit there. William !

Con. You frighten me, Arthur!

Enter Col. G.

Ger. Bring a chair, William.
Constance sits down like a chidden child.

Exit Col. G.

Con. I must have offended you more than I thought, Arthur! What can I say? It is so stupid to be always saying I am sorry. Ger. No, no. But some one may

call. Con. You mean more than that. Will you not let me understand ?

Ger. Your friend Mr. Waterfield called a few minutes ago.

He will be here again presently, I dare say.

Con. (indifferently). Indeed !

Ger. I suppose you appointed-expectedto meet him here. Con. Arthur! Do


think I would come to you to meet him? I saw him this morning; I don't want to see him again. I wish

you knew him. Ger. Why should you want me to know him ?

Con. Because you would do him good.
Ger. What good does he want done him ?
Con. He has got beautiful things in him-

talks well-in bits-arms and feet and faces -never anything like-(turning to the Psyche) Why have you

? Has she been naughty too ?

Ger. Is it only naughty things that must be put out of sight, Constance ?

Con. Dear Arthur! you spoke like your own self then.

Ger. (rising hurriedly). Excuse me. I must go. It is very rude, but-William!

Enter Col. G.

Col. G. Yes, sir.
Ger. Fetch a hansom directly.
Col. G. Yes, sir.

Exit. Con. You do frighten me, Arthur! I am sure you are ill.

Ger. Not at all.. I have an engagement.
Con. I must go then-must I ?
Ger. Do not think me unkind ?

Con. I will not think anything you would not have me think.

Re-enter Col. G.

Col. G. The cab is at the door, sir.
Ger. Thank you.

Then show Miss Lacordère out. Stay. I will open the door for her myself.

Exeunt GER. and Con. Col. G. He speaks like one in despair, forcing every word! If he should die! Oh,

my God!

Re-enter GER.



and down the room.

Col. G. Ain't you going, sir ?
Ger. No. I have sent the lady in the cab.

Col. G. Then hadn't you better lie down, sir ?

Ger. Lie down! What do you mean? I'm not in the way of lying down except to sleep.

Col. G. And let me go for the doctor, sir ?

Ger. The doctor! Ha! ha ha!—You are a soldier, you say ?

Col. G. Yes, sir.

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