[Goes up, sits in Georgina's lap--turns to apologize,
sits in Augusta's lap--same business with Mrs. M,
then goes back to Georgina.]


Asa Miss Georgina. [She comes down.] How's your appetite? shall I
tell that lord about the beafsteak and onions I saw you pitching into?

Geo Please don't, Mr. Trenchard, I'm so delicate.

Asa Wal, I won't, if you don't want me to.

Geo Oh, thank you.


[Backs up stage and sits in Dundreary's lap, who has taken her seat.]


Asa Miss Gusty. [Augusta comes down.] Got your boots, hain't you?

Aug Yes, Mr. Trenchard.

Asa How do they fit you? Say, shall I tell that fellow
you were after me first?

Aug [Extravagantly.] Not for the world, Mr. Trenchard.

Asa [Mimicing.] Wal, I won't, if you don't want me to.