There are books, papers, and magazines on the
table_. BELINDA, _of whom we shall know more presently, is on the
other side of the open windows which look on to the garden, talking
to_ BETTY, _who crosses to_ R. _of hammock, securing it to
tree_ C.
BELINDA (_from inside the house_). Are you sure you're tying it up
tightly enough, Betty?
BETTY (_coming to front of hammock_). Yes, ma'am; I think it's
firm.
BELINDA. Because I'm not the fairy I used to be.
BETTY (_testing hammock_). Yes, ma'am; it's quite firm this end
too.
BELINDA (_entering from portico with sunshade open_). It's not the
ends I'm frightened of; it's the middle where the weight's coming.
(_Comes down_ R. _and admiring_.) It looks very nice. (_She crosses
at back of wicker table, hanging her hand-bag on hammock. Closes and
places her sunshade at back of tree_ C.)
BETTY. Yes, ma'am.
BELINDA (_trying the middle of it with her hand_). I asked them at
the Stores if they were quite _sure_ it would bear me, and they
said it would take anything up to--I forget how many tons. I know I
thought it was rather rude of them.
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