Gertrude.
[_Embracing him_.] No, no! Don't say that! Don't say that!!!
[Marie _appears in door, seeing embrace_.]
George.
[_Startled_.] Some one is here----
Gertrude.
It is only Marie.
Marie.
[_Pointedly_.] You seem to be particularly affectionate to-day.
Gertrude.
[_Miffed_.] We always love each other. Oh, perhaps that doesn't please
you----
Marie.
It is nothing to me!
Gertrude.
[_Half Jesting_.] Besides, what do you want here? Isn't there anything
to do in the kitchen?
Marie.
[_Stung, but controlling herself_.] Mama has sent me----
Gertrude.
Yes, yes, dear; you are just in time to dress my hair. Have you
hairpins?
Marie.
[_Shaking her head_.] I will get some. [_Reels_.]
Gertrude.
[_Affectionately_.] What's the matter, dear? Oh, you must be tired!
Marie.