(Exclamations of surprise). ANTONY What’s to be done, Sandy? You’ve the canny head. (R.C. to LAIRD There’s the difficulty (seated on stool C. nonplussed). (sits in thought). DODOR Zouzou, suggest, suggest. (L.C.). ZOUZOU Suggest? Ah, oui, messieurs, Mesdames, I no spik Angliche; but I (L. of Dodor). suggest what you call it—évasion—elopement. (General satisfaction) TAFFY. What do you say to that, Sandy? LAIRD Eh, it might be wise, man. The Belgian law is different from the (seated C. hesitating). French. TAFFY Then to Belgium, we’ll go (rises). (L.). (Enter Svengali R.2 E. to bay window). We’ll have carriages here at midnight; post-haste to the Northern Railroad, be over the frontier before noon tomorrow, and get the marriage legally celebrated by nightfall. Hooray! TAFFY We’ll order the carriages at once. Trilby will wait for us here. (L.). (Cheers. Green lights from Dock). Attention; form battalion; march. (Zouzou, Antony, Lorimer, Laird, and Taffy march and exit door in flat). TRILBY Billee, dear, I—I fear we are doing wrong. (seated at table L.). BILLEE No, my mother loves me. We’ll win her over by and by. Let us do as (stands by her L.). Taffy tells us. Be strong, love, be strong, and nothing can part us (kisses her and exits door in flat).
(Exclamations of surprise). ANTONY (R.C. to What’s to be done, Sandy? You’ve the canny head. LAIRD (seated on stool C. nonplussed). There’s the difficulty (sits in thought). DODOR (L.C.). Zouzou, suggest, suggest. ZOUZOU (L. of Dodor). Suggest? Ah, oui, messieurs, Mesdames, I no spik Angliche; but I suggest what you call it—évasion—elopement. (General satisfaction) TAFFY. What do you say to that, Sandy? LAIRD (seated C. hesitating). Eh, it might be wise, man. The Belgian law is different from the French. TAFFY (rises). Then to Belgium, we’ll go (L.). (Enter Svengali R.2 E. to bay window). We’ll have carriages here at midnight; post-haste to the Northern Railroad, be over the frontier before noon tomorrow, and get the marriage legally celebrated by nightfall. Hooray! TAFFY (L.). We’ll order the carriages at once. Trilby will wait for us here. (Cheers. Green lights from Dock). Attention; form battalion; march. (Zouzou, Antony, Lorimer, Laird, and Taffy march and exit door in flat). TRILBY (seated at table L.). Billee, dear, I—I fear we are doing wrong. BILLEE (stands by her L.). No, my mother loves me. We’ll win her over by and by. Let us do as Taffy tells us. Be strong, love, be strong, and nothing can part us (kisses her and exits door in flat).
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