BELINDA. He will say, "Oh--er--oh--er--really." Then you'll smile
very sweetly and say, "I beg your pardon, was it Mr. _Baxter_?" And
he'll say, "Yes!" and you'll say, "Oh, I beg your pardon, sir;
_this_ way, please."

BETTY. Yes, ma'am.

BELINDA. That's right, Betty. Well now, if Mr. Devenish calls--he
is the rather poetical gentleman--

BETTY. Yes, ma'am; the one who's always coming here.

BELINDA (with a pleased smile). Yes. Well, if he calls you'll
say, "Not at home."

BETTY. Yes, ma'am.

BELINDA. He'll immediately throw down his bunch of flowers and dive
despairingly into the moat. You'll stop him, just as he is going
in, and say, "I beg your pardon, sir, was it Mr. _Devenish_?" And
he will say, "Yes!" and you will say, "Oh, I beg your pardon, sir;
_this_ way, please."

BETTY. Yes, ma'am. And suppose they both call together?

BELINDA. We won't suppose anything so exciting, Betty.

BETTY. No, ma'am. And suppose any other gentleman calls?

BELINDA (with a sigh). There aren't any other gentlemen.