SCENE--_Handsomely furnished Apartment at Mr. Larkings'. Large folding
doors at C., shewing Ball-room within illuminated and decorated;
handsome clock, with practical hands, R. C.; dance music heard from
inner room, when door is open; doors, R. and L. Very loud double knock
heard._
MAID. (_outside_) This way if you please, ladies.
_Enter MRS. CARVER and MRS. WOODCOCK, at L., preceded by LADY'S
MAID--the LADIES are both in very fashionable evening costume,
opera cloaks, &c., &c._
MRS. C. (_as she enters, and turning to wing_) Now, Mr. Woodcock,
we're waiting for you.
WOOD. (_without_) Here I am, Mrs. Carver.
_Enter WOODCOCK, L., he has a crush hat on, a shawl round his
neck, an Inverness cape, and carries a large bouquet in each
hand--he is also in an elaborate evening dress._
MRS. C. At last! I thought you were never coming!
WOOD. (_who looks miserable and in a sulky tone_) You wouldn't have me
rush into a gentleman's drawing room as if I'd got a wild bull at my
heels?