[_He smiles complacently._
_Podb._ You mean she gave you a _rendezvous_ there? I don't believe
it!
_Culch._ I did not say so. But I am not prepared to deny that I have
been waiting here with some such expectation.
_Podb._ (_holding the door_). If you go, I go too--that's all.
_Culch._ Don't be absurd. You will only be _de trop_, I assure you.
_Podb._ _De trop_ or not, I mean going--she shall choose between us.
_Culch._ (_turning pale_). I suppose you intend to enlighten her as to
my--er--little flirtation (before I knew _her_) with Miss TROTTER? Do
it, PODBURY, do it--if you think you'll gain any good by it!
_Podb._ Telling tales is not exactly in my line. But you don't go on
that balcony without me--that's all.
_Culch._ Well, listen to reason, my dear fellow. What you propose is
ridiculous. I--I don't mind conceding this: we'll each go, and--er tit
up, as you call it, which goes first.
_Podb._ Done with you! (_Produces a mark._) Sudden death. You're
Eagle--I'm the other Johnny. (_Tosses._) Eagle! Confound you! But I
mean to have my innings all the same.
_Culch._ You're perfectly welcome--when I've had mine. I'll--er--wish
you good evening.
[_He stalks out triumphantly.
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