Dorothy. I didn't know it, so how could I always have told you?

Yardsley (desperately). Then I must have dreamed it. I do have thequeerest dreams occasionally, but there's nothing strange about thisone, anyhow. Parlor-maids frequently do--er--become engaged tocoachmen and butlers and that sort of skinnyg. It isn't a rareoccurrence at all. If I'd said she was engaged to Billie Wilkins, orto--to Barlow here--

Barlow. 0r to yourself.

Yardsley. Sir? What do you mean to insinuate? That I am engaged toJennie?

Barlow. I never exclaimed so.

Dorothy. 0h dear, let us have the tea. You quarrelsome men are justwearing me out. Mr. Barlow, do you want cream in yours?