Noyes.
[To Roope.] Lunch is served, sir.
Roope.
[To everybody.] Come along! Come along, dear excellent friends! [Ottoline smiles graciously at Philip and turns from him.] Lead the way, dear Mrs. Anslow. Madame de Chaumié! [Mrs. Anslow slips her arm through Ottoline.] You both sit opposite the fireplace. Dear Mrs. Wally! Come along, my dear Phil! [Putting an arm round Green's shoulder.] Colly——!
[They all move into the dining-room, and the curtain falls. It rises again almost immediately. A chair, withdrawn from the further window, is now beside the fauteuil-stool, on its right; and the chair which was close to the small table has been pulled out into the room, and faces the fauteuil-stool at some little distance from it. The doors are closed. Mrs. Anslow and Mrs. Quebec are taking their departure. The former is saying good-bye to Ottoline, who is standing before the fireplace; the latter is talking to Roope near the door on the left. On the right is Philip, ready to receive his share of the adieux.
Mrs. Anslow.
[Shaking hands with Ottoline.] Good-bye. You might come on to Olympia; my sister-in-law's box holds six.
Ottoline.
Sorry. I really am full up this afternoon. [Mrs. Quebec comes to Ottoline as Mrs. Anslow goes to Philip. Roope opens the door on the left and remains there, waiting to escort the ladies to the outer door.] Can I give you a lift anywhere, Esmé?
Mrs. Quebec.