Quex.

[To Frayne, quietly.] Wait!

[They stand still, while Sophy very demurely walks to the steps, ascends them, and disappears.

Quex.

[In an altered tone.] Chick—you see that hussy?

Frayne.

Miss Fullgarney?

Quex.

I can't make her out. I believe she wants to play some trick on me.

Frayne.