Duchess.

[Plaintively.] My doctor insists—for my nerves.

Mrs. Eden.

[Blowing rings.] I love smoking. Such a bore, because women are rather dropping it. [Examining her cigarette.] What are these?

Duchess

I forget.

Mrs. Eden.

I see—Argyropulos.

[There is a knock at the door. Sophy goes to the door and opens it slightly; a note is handed to her.

Sophy.