[_PETER CULLINGHAM enters suddenly, from the ballroom, a pale young
man, but, unlike GEOFFREY, hard and virile._
PETER. Oh, here you are! I say, are you two spoony? Just the way _I_
feel! [_Laughing._] I caught and hugged old Mrs. Parmby just now! I
think it's sort of in the air at weddings, don't you?
GEOFFREY. [_Rising._] I'm surprised to see you've left the refreshment
table, Peter.
PETER. They sent me to find Miss Chester--they're going to cut the
bridesmaid's cake, and if you two really are spoony, Miss Chester, you'd
better not miss it--you might get the ring!
[_They laugh as PETER takes out a bottle from which he takes a round,
black tablet which he puts in his mouth._
RUTH. [_Also rising._] I'd better go.
[_PETER is making frantic efforts to swallow the tablet._
GEOFFREY. [_Noticing him._] What's the matter with you?
PETER. O dear! I've eaten so many ices and fancy cakes, I've got awful
indigestion, and I'm trying to swallow a charcoal tablet.
RUTH. Come with me and get a glass of water.
PETER. No, it's very bad to drink water with your meals; but I'll get a
piece of bridesmaid's cake--that'll push it down!
[_PETER and RUTH go out through the double doors.
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