None so Deaf as Those Who Won't Hear (Illustrated)

Scene.—A parlor handsomely furnished, looking out on a garden; console in each corner; on one a lamp, a flower-vase on the other; door in flat, and doors right and left; window at right; gun standing in corner at left; table in front, left, with magazines, paper, pens, and ink; at right, front, an easy-chair, and small work-table, on which is a work-basket and hand-bell.

Eglantine (sits at table, reading). Oh, what dull trash! (Throws magazine down.) Ah, me! I can take no interest even in Trollope. Life is a blank. (Comes forward.) Did ever any girl suffer as I do? Nothing to do, nobody to see,—only father to talk to, and he deaf as a post! (Sits and looks at vase of flowers.) Well, I’ll not stand this. These flowers have been here four days. Disgraceful! (Rings.) Jane! (Rings again. Enter Jane with a letter, in flat.) Jane, how can you be so neglectful? Look at these old dead flowers. Throw them away, and get me fresh at once.