Part 5

ROPER.

MRS. UPJOHN.

ROPER.

Lord Farncombe----

MRS. UPJOHN.

FARNCOMBE.

Last week.

MRS. UPJOHN.

Of course; you came with Mr. Bertie Fulkerson. But somebody or other's always poppin' in. [Pleasantly.] Lil sees too many, I say. It's tirin' for 'er. Won't you set?

ROPER.

Lord Farncombe's brought Lily some flowers, Ma. [To FARNCOMBE.] Where are they?

FARNCOMBE.

MRS. UPJOHN.

ROPER.

MRS. UPJOHN.

She's settin' to a risin' young artist in Fitzroy Street-- Claude Morgan. She won't be 'ome till past five. So tirin' for 'er.

ROPER.

Never heard of Morgan.

MRS. UPJOHN.

No, nor anybody else. That's what I tell 'er. Why waste your time givin' settin's to a risin' young artist when the big men 'ud go down on their 'ands and knees to do you? But that's Lil all over. She's the best-natured girl in the world, and so she gets imposed on all round.

FARNCOMBE.

MRS. UPJOHN.

FARNCOMBE.

MRS. UPJOHN.

Why won't it 'ave dried?

FARNCOMBE.

I mean he will have become celebrated before it has dried.

MRS. UPJOHN.