_Avonia._
[_To Rose._] Anything that goes with stout, dear.
_Rose._
[_At the door, turning to them._] 'Vonia--boys--be very still.
_Avonia._
Trust us!
[_Rose tiptoes out. Colpoys is now at the card-table, cutting a pack of
cards which remains there._]
_Colpoys._
[_To Gadd._] Gadd, I'll see you for pennies.
_Gadd._
[_Loftily._] Done, sir, with you!
[_They seat themselves at the table, and cut for coppers. Tom is walking
about, surveying the room._]
_Avonia._
[_Taking off her hat and wiping it with her handkerchief._] Well,
Thomas, what do you think of it?
_Tom._