_Avonia._
No, do let me!
[_Gadd, Colpoys, and Avonia gather round Rose and wrangle for the vacant
place._]
_Rose._
[_Standing by her chair._] It must be a gentleman, 'Vonia. Now, if you
two boys quarrel---!
_Gadd._
Please don't push me, Colpoys!
_Colpoys._
'Pon my soul, Gadd----!
_Rose._