Support the Monkey! Tell All your Friends and Teachers
I say: Mrs Pearce will row if we leave these things
lying about in the drawing room.
Oh, chuck them over the bannisters into the hall. She’ll
find them there in the morning and put them away all right.
She’ll think we were drunk.
We are, slightly. Are there any letters?
I didnt look.
(Pickering takes the overcoats and hats and goes downstairs. Higgins begins half
singing half yawning an air from La Fanciulla del Golden West. Suddenly he
stops and exclaims)
I wonder where the devil my slippers are! -
Eliza looks at him darkly; then rises suddenly and leaves the room.
Higgins yawns again, and resumes his song.
Pickering returns, with the contents of the letter-box in his hand. -