Scene:—A popular watering place on Crusoe Island. Not more gulls than usual. Highly tropical but not too hight. The lives of the actors are not endangered as there are no coconuts. The screaming of a paroquet, with a magnificent plumage of green and gold, is thought to be heard about ten minutes before the curtain rises, but in this oasis of beauty it is a mirage. The sea in the background is seen but not heard. The audience will recog nise a promenade with its men and women from society's sitting-rooms. As the play begins on Saturday, there is no Friday on the Island.