[Carelessly taking up a newspaper.] At what time do we leave here?
Lady Twombley.
Sir Julian and I start at twelve.
Mrs. Gaylustre.
See that I’m not squeezed up in the carriage. I don’t play at sardines in this gown.
Lady Twombley.
Oh!
Mrs. Gaylustre.
Talking of sardines, I shall lunch here to-day, en famille.
Lady Twombley.