Short and Sweet

A Comic Drama, in One Act

SCENE.—Short and Sweet's Lodgings, near the Crystal Palace—a handsomely furnished Apartment, door, C.—backed by landing and staircase, doors, L. 1. E. and 2 E.—fireplace, L. in flat—looking glass over mantelpiece—vases and ornaments on mantelpiece—fender, fireirons, &c.—door, R. 2 E.—a large round table, R., laid for luncheon for four—chairs—an easy chair, L. of table—sofa against R. in flat—sideboard against L. in flat—a work table and chairs, L.—footstool near sofa. MRS. SWEET is seen, R., arranging the remains of a luncheon, from which she and MRS. SHORT are supposed to have just risen—MRS. SHORT sitting working at table, L. MRS. SWEET. That tiresome husband of mine! What has he done with himself? MRS. SHORT. Compose yourself, my dear; men of business, you know, are not always their own masters. My good man, you see, has not found his way back yet. MRS. SWEET. Ah, you quite spoil Mr. Short. You know we don't agree upon that subject. (calls) Come, come, William, come and take your lunch! SWEET. (within, R. door) In one minute, my dear. I'm only just drying my hands. MRS. SWEET. Vexatious! We shan't get the things cleared away all day...