To Farncombe. I’ll be back in a minute or two; I’m just going to wash my hands.
Fulkerson.
Calling to Farncombe. Hi! Eddie!
Farncombe crosses to Fulkerson and is presented by him to the Stidulphs. Gabrielle Kato enters at the right-hand door at the back, meeting Smythe as he is going out. The waiters have finished setting the plates of melon upon the tables and now withdraw, carrying the plated dishes and preceded by Luigi, at the door on the left.
Smythe.
To Gabrielle. Ha, Gabby, my dear! Quite well, eh?
Gabrielle.
A pretty young woman with a fretful little face expressive of extreme dissatisfaction with the world—looking at Smythe spiritlessly. This is a treat. Why, you haven’t been to see us for ages.
Smythe.
Cunningly. I see you all far oftener than you suspect.