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about in the drawing-room

HIGGINS Oh, chuck them over the bannisters into the hall She'll find

theht She'll think ere drunk

PICKERING We are, slightly Are there any letters?

HIGGINS I didn't look [Pickering takes the overcoats and hats and

goes down stairs Higgins begins half singing half yawning an air from

La Fanciulla del Golden West Suddenly he stops and exclaims] I wonder

where the devil my slippers are!

Eliza looks at hiain, and resu returns, with the

contents of the letter-box in his hand

PICKERING Only circulars, and this coroneted billet-doux for you [He

throws the circulars into the fender, and posts hirate]

HIGGINS [glancing at the billet-doux] Money-lender [He throws the

letter after the circulars]

Eliza returns with a pair of large down-at-heel slippers She places

theins, and sits as before without a word

HIGGINS [yawning again] Oh Lord! What an evening! What a crew! What a

silly toht

of the slippers He stops unlacing and looks at them as if they had

appeared there of their own accord] Oh! they're there, are they?