[Who has opened the window for air.] Hallo!
Sophy.
[Turning nervously.] What—?
Frayne.
[Looking out.] Isn't this your friend, Captain Bastling?
Quex.
Bastling?
Frayne.
At that window?
[Frayne moves away to the circular table and sniffs at a bottle of scent. Quex goes to the window.