Sophy.

[With a nod.] Give me half a minute with her; then I'm at liberty. [Miss Limbird disappears. Sophy comes to Pollitt.] I'll send Muriel across directly.

[He departs. Miss Limbird returns and, holding the portière aside, admits Muriel. Muriel is wearing a veil. Miss Limbird withdraws. Sophy meets Muriel; they kiss each other undemonstratively.

Sophy.

[Constrainedly.] Well, darling?

Muriel.

[In the same way.] Well, Sophy?

Sophy.

You're here then?

Muriel.