Drummle.

Drummle.

Alone—alone.

Aubrey enters.

Aubrey

Aubrey.

Aubrey.

A thousand apologies!

Drummle.

Drummle.

[Gaily.] We are talking about you, my dear Aubrey.

[During the telling of the story, Misquith has risen and gone to the fire, and Drummle has thrown himself full-length on the sofa. Aubrey now joins Misquith and Jayne.

Misquith

Drummle

Aubrey

Misquith

Jayne

Aubrey.

Aubrey.

Well, Cayley, are you surprised?

 Prev. P 32/230 next