John.
Yessir.
Philip.
You may serve dinner as soon as he's gone. I'll ring.
[John and the waiter withdraw into the kitchen, whereupon Philip, after watching their departure, deliberately closes the big doors. Roope, who has been picking at his nails nervously, rises and steals away to the left, and Sir Randle, advancing a step or two, exchanges questioning glances with Lady Filson.
Ottoline.
[Laughingly.] What a terrible shock! I was frightened that Philip had sprung a strange guest upon us. [As Philip is shutting the doors.] Vous êtes bien mystérieux, Phil? Why are we to starve until this Mr. Dunning has come and gone?
Philip.
Because if I tried to eat without having first disposed of the reptile, Otto, I should choke.
Lady Filson.