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Let's hear the details. BLAYNE. She's a girl daughter of a Colonel Somebody. DOONE. Simla's stiff with Colonels' daughters. Be more explicit. BLAYNE. Wait a shake. What was her name? Three something. Three CURTISS. Stars, perhaps. Gaddy knows that brand. BLAYNE. Threegan Minnie Threegan. MACKESY. Threegan! Isn't she a little bit of a girl with red hair? BLAYNE. 'Bout that from what Markyn said.
MACKESY. Then I've met her. She was at Lucknow last season. 'Owned a permanently juvenile Mamma, and danced damnably. I say, Jervoise, you knew the Threegans, didn't you? What's that? Knew who? How? I thought I was at Home, confound you! MACKESY. The Threegan girl's engaged, so Blayne says. Bless my soul! I'm getting an old man! Little Minnie Threegan engaged.
Proceeds to read GILDED YOUTH a lecture on discretion and deportment, which crumbles latter like a Chinese Lantern. Departs fuming. SCENE. Exterior of New Simla Library on a foggy evening. MISS THREEGAN and MISS DEERCOURT meet among the 'rickshaws. MISS T. is carrying a bundle of books under her left arm. You bad girl! And you never told me. MISS D. Bless you, dear!
I remember when Threegan married Miss Derwent daughter of old Hooky Derwent but that was before your time. And so the little baby's engaged to have a little baby of her own! Who's the other fool? MACKESY. Gadsby of the Pink Hussars. JERVOISE. 'Never met him. Threegan lived in debt, married in debt, and'll die in debt. 'Must be glad to get the girl off his hands.
The long bazar will praise but Thou Heart of my heart, have I done well? The wild hawk to the wind-swept sky, The deer to the wholesome wold, And the heart of a man to the heart of a maid, As it was in the days of old. Gypsy Song. SCENE. Interior of MISS MINNIE THREEGAN'S bedroom at Simla. MISS THREEGAN, in window-seat, turning over a drawerful of things.
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