Horse Show, two musical parties—Lady Godalming's and Mrs. Reggie Mosenstein's; then home and more dictation to my secretary. Dine with Sir Patrick and Lady Logan at the Carlton, and then to the Opera with my spy-glass. From Covent Garden I dash down to Fleet Street, write my late stuff, and my day's done—unless I've strength left for Lady Ronaldshaw's dance and a crush at Mrs. Hume-Cutler's.
Roope.
[Repeating his former action.] Oh! Oh!
[Noyes reappears.
Noyes.
Mrs. Walter Quebec.
[Mrs. Walter Quebec enters and Noyes withdraws.
Roope.
[Taking Mrs. Quebec's hand.] My dear Mrs. Wally, how are you?
Mrs. Quebec.