[Bitterly.] How like a woman!
Quex.
Some women.
Frayne.
[In disgust.] Pah!
Quex.
Yesterday she was alluring.
Frayne.
[Waving the past from him.] Yesterday—[with a slight hiccup] hic! [Turning away apologetically.] The heat in this room—
[He walks away, as Sophy returns to Quex.