Lily.
Transferring herself from the settee to Mrs. Upjohn’s lap. Oh! Oh! Oh! Putting her arms round Mrs. Upjohn’s neck. Oh, poor Nicko!
Mrs. Upjohn.
Soothingly. ’E’ll ’ave ’is reward, Lil; ’e’ll ’ave ’is reward ’ereafter.
Lily.
And poor Carlton Smythe! Oh, poor Carlton!
Mrs. Upjohn.
Poor Carlton——?
Lily.
He’s losing every one of his best girls, mother. Gwennie Harker—Maidie Trevail—Eva Shafto—and now me! Oh, poor Carlton!