Lady Owbridge.

[Looking about her shrinkingly.] For rest, Henry?

Quex.

Certainly. I know a woman—I knew a woman who used to declare that her sole repose during the Season was the half-hour with the manicurist.

Mrs. Eden.

How are you, Sophy?

Sophy.

How are you to-day, Mrs. Eden?

Mrs. Eden.

Lady Owbridge, this is Miss Fullgarney, whom you've heard about.