The Second Mrs. Tanqueray: A Play in Four Acts
You desired to give us a most excellent dinner.[4]

[4]

Jayne.

Jayne.

Obviously.

Aubrey.

Aubrey.

[Hesitatingly.] Well—I—[glancing at the clock]—Cayley won't turn up now.

Jayne.

Jayne.

H'm, hardly.

Aubrey.

Aubrey.

Then you two shall hear it. Doctor, Frank, this is the last time we are to meet in these rooms.

Jayne.

Jayne.

The last time?

Misquith.

Misquith.

You're going to leave the Albany?


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