[Who has dropped into the chair by the smoking-table—to Sir Randle.] Sir Randle—dear excellent friend—let us meet Mr. Dunning to-morrow at Messrs. Hopwood's in Carmichael Lane—we three—you and I and Mackworth——
Philip.
[Pacing up and down between the table on the left and the bookcase.] Yes, yes—before I wire to Titterton—or see Curtis, his manager——
Roope.
[Over his shoulder, to Dunning.] Hey, Mr. Dunning?
Dunning.
Pleasure.
[While this has been going on, Dunning has put his note-book away and risen, gathering up his hat and overcoat as he does so. Bertram is now assisting him into his coat.
Sir Randle.
[Advancing a step or two.] At what hour——?