ACT II
Scene: The same. The following afternoon.
When the curtain rises, Jenny is playing the piano. Frank come in L. Jenny stops playing.
Frank : Don’t stop, Jenny, on my account.
Jenny (rising and coming from the piano) : It’s all right. I’ve been playing for over an hour.
Frank : That was rather a jolly thing. What was it?
Jenny : Mozart.
Frank : German? Was Mozart a German? Austrian, wasn’t he? Do you think you ought . . .
Jenny : Oh, Frank, don’t be absurd.
Frank : Oh, not for myself. I’m broad-minded enough to realise it doesn’t mean anything. But there is the example to others.
Jenny : What others?
Frank : Well, the servants . . . and the neighbours. One has to consider other people.
Jenny : Do you really imagine the servants will know that was Mozart that I was playing . . . or that Mozart was a German? Oh, Frank, don’t be so ridiculous.
Frank : Ridiculous? Yes, I’m always ridiculous to you.
Jenny : Oh, Frank!
Frank : Where’s Chris?
Jenny : Out, walking.
Frank : But it’s raining.
Jenny : Chris has been out in the rain before.
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