STEVEN. Oh, that's all right,--we'll be a rich household here before we get through, Moles. They'll be telephoning us to please send in some orders for champagne! [_Puts note-book away._ MOLES. Oh, don't trouble about these bills, sir. I can hold off the people a little longer, and I'll order the wine in another place. STEVEN. That's a good boy, Moles, then I won't have to bother my sister. MOLES. Yes, sir. [_He goes out as_ GEORGIANA _and the children enter Left._ GEORGIANA. Here's papa! Come along, now, Steve, I've promised the children a game of hide and go seek! STEVEN. All right, I knew father wanted to do something very much,--only couldn't think what. Of course, it was hide and seek! GEORGIANA. Philip must be "it" first! PHILIP. All right! [PHILIP _goes into the corner Right, with his back to the others. All hide behind or under the different pieces of furniture_--GEORGIANA _under the table,_ TOOTS _back of the rocker,_ STEVEN _under the sofa, etc._ PHILIP. [_Impatient._] Are you ready? [_Pause._ CHRISTOPHER. Not yet! [_Getting behind curtains Centre window._ PHILIP. Now are you ready? [LIZZIE _comes in Left, as soon as_ STEVEN _hides under sofa._ GEORGIANA. Not yet! [_Getting under the table._ LIZZIE. Mr. Carley, please, sir! STEVEN. [_Putting his head out from under the sofa._] Yes, Lizzie? CHRISTOPHER. Don't turn round, Phil, it's only Lizzie. Wait! LIZZIE. Excuse me, but Mr. Coast sent me upstairs to see-- STEVEN. Oh, by George, yes! [_Coming out from the sofa._] I forgot. I must go back down town. PHILIP. Oh, pshaw! [_About to turn._ GEORGIANA. Don't turn, Phil! CHRISTOPHER. No, the rest of us is hid! STEVEN. I'm sorry, children! Father'd a great deal rather play hide and seek, but he's got to go to work. It's just like when you'd rather play but have to study! PHILIP. When I get growed, I shan't never do anything I don't want to. GEORGIANA. Then you'd be the most wonderful person in the world, and they'd put you in wax in the Eden Musée! STEVEN. [_Kissing_ PHIL, _then_ CHRIS, _then_ TOOTS.] Good-by, dears. THE CHILDREN. [_Dolefully._] Good-by. [STEVEN _crosses to the door Left._ GEORGIANA. Never mind, I'll finish with you. Don't turn around, Phil. LIZZIE. [_At the door Left._] Beg pardon, sir, but Moles has been and told me what you was going to do for him, sir. Would you be considering it great impertinence if I asked you to take six hundred dollars what I've saved, sir, and do things with it? STEVEN. Certainly, Lizzie, send it by Moles in the morning. LIZZIE. [_Delighted._] Oh, thank you, sir! STEVEN. I'm glad to do it; you've served us faithfully for some years now, Lizzie. [_He goes out._ LIZZIE. He's gone, miss. [_She goes out also._ GEORGIANA. [_Calls._] Ready! [PHILIP _turns and looks about the room, then begins to look under things. He sees his_ AUNT GEORGIANA _first and is about to touch her, but she laughingly motions him not to and points out_ TOOTS'S _hiding place._