[Producing them.] I found them after you'd gone.
[Muriel takes the piece of paper and tears it into small pieces. Sophy offers her the jeweller's case.
Muriel.
[Haughtily.] Take that back to Gressier's this afternoon, please, and tell them I've changed my mind. Say I'll have a little silver collar for my dog, in its place.
[She sinks into the screen-chair, with her eyes closed. Slipping the case into her pocket, Sophy tip-toes up to the door in the partition; she opens it and beckons to Quex, who appears with Frayne.
Sophy.
[To Quex, in a whisper.] Phsst! It's all nicely settled. She's said good-bye to him for good. What a fuss you made about nothing!
[She points to the screen-chair; he approaches Muriel. Sophy and Frayne talk together.
Quex.
[Softly.] Muriel—