Lady Owbridge.
An exceedingly prepossessing young woman, of her class.
[The Servants have gone up the steps, carrying the tea-things.
The Elder Servant.
[Looking down the alley towards the left.] I see the young person, my lady.
Lady Owbridge.
I'll speak to her, Bristow.
[The Elder Servant goes off towards the left; the younger one, bearing the tray, to the right. The Duchess and Mrs. Eden return, above the low cypress-hedge; Quex meets them.
Muriel.
I would not have left her, but the young man she is engaged to brought her down, and I took it upon myself to give him permission to remain.