[Pretending to display the articles.] It's all right; he's got to take Lady Owbridge and Mrs. Jack Eden to look at Moses in the Bulrushes—a picture—
Bastling.
Sophy—I've bad news.
Sophy.
No! what?
Bastling.
My regiment is ordered to Hong-Kong.
Sophy.
Great heavens! when are you off?
Bastling.