Margaret: Where's your glass, Barbara?
 à ã b a r a: It's on the bar.
Martin: Barbara! Margaret! Come into the garden! Martha and Charles are dancing in the dark.
M a r g a r e t: In the garden? What a laugh! Barbara: So they are! They're dancing on the grass!
Margaret: They're dancing under the stars!
Martin: And Arnold's playing his guitar.
Barbara: Doesn't Martha look smart!
Margaret: Look at Charles! What a marvellous dancer!
Barbara: Ah! Let's take a photograph of Martha and Charles.
Martin: We can't., It's too dark.