Hush!
(BELINDA _straightens her hair, takes up her book from_ L.
_of_ C. _table and sits, stroking the head of the toy dog and
pretending to read_. TREMAYNE _enters from garden up_ R. _and
through the swing doors up_ R.C. BELINDA _gives an assumed cry of
surprise_.)
TREMAYNE (_at the swing doors_). It's no good your pretending to be
surprised, because you said I could come. (_Coming down to the back of
the table_ C. _and putting down his hat_.)
BELINDA (_rising, shaking hands and welcoming him_). But I can
still be surprised that you wanted to come.
TREMAYNE Oh no, you aren't.
BELINDA (_markng it off on her fingers_). Just a little bit--that
much.
TREMAYNE. It would be much more surprising if I hadn't come.
BELINDA (_crossing to the Chesterfield, picking up her book and
handing it to_ TREMAYNE, _who puts it on the table_). It is a
pretty garden, isn't it? (_She sits on_ R. _end of Chesterfield_.)
TREMAYNE (_coming to her_). You forget that I saw the garden
yesterday.
BELINDA. Oh, but the things have grown so much since then. Let me see,
this is the third day you've been and we only met three days ago.
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