Ha, ha——! [Seizing him.] Robbie——!
Roope.
[Startled.] Hey?
Ottoline.
I can't take you to Lady Paulton's—or anywhere else. Philip and I are going to spend the rest of the afternoon here, if you'll let us—and talk—and talk——! [Suddenly embracing him, and kissing him upon the cheek.] Ah! Que vous êtes gentil! Merci—merci—merci——! [Sitting in the chair on the left and unpinning her hat.] Ha, ha, ha, ha——!
Roope.
[Turning to Philip, his eyes bolting.] Phil——!
Philip.
[Nodding.] Yes. [Wringing Roope's hand.] Much obliged, Robbie.
END OF THE FIRST ACT