The performance ended with an up-to-date version of "Antony and Cleopatra," enacted by David, Reddy and Hippy, with dialogue and stage business of which Shakespeare never dreamed.
It was a product of Hippy's fertile brain, and the boys had been rehearsing it with great glee, in view of appearing in it, on some fitting occasion, before the girls.
David, gracefully draped in the piano cover, represented Egypt's queen, and languished upon Marc Antony's shoulder in the most approved manner.
Reddy, as the Roman conqueror left nothing to be desired.

The star actor of the piece, however, was Hippy, who played the deadly asp.

He writhed and wriggled in a manner that would have filled a respectable serpent with envy, and in the closing scene bit the unfortunate Cleopatra so venomously that she howled for mercy, and instead of dying gracefully, arose and engaged in battle with his snakeship.
Grace forgot her sprained ankle and laughed until the tears rolled down her cheeks.
"You funny, funny boys," she gasped, "how did you ever think of anything so ridiculous!" "Hippy perpetrated the outrage," said David "and we agreed to help him produce it.

We have been practising it for two weeks, only we don't generally end up with a scuffle.

I hope you will pardon us, Grace, but the desire to shake that husky Egyptian reptile was irresistible." "There is nothing to pardon," replied Grace, "and we have only thanks to offer for the fun you have given us." "It was indeed a notable performance," agreed Nora.
"Girls and boys," said Anne, "it is almost ten o'clock and Grace ought to be in bed.