Talking to Lily, neither of them having heard de Castro’s slip. That jingle—an echo of old times, eh?
Lily.
Looking up at him. Yes, but not better times than these times, Vin?
Bland.
Sadly, holding her hand. Ah, Lil, there are so many tunes in life left for you, my dear!
Roper.
At the door, with Mrs. Upjohn and de Castro—to Bland. Come along, Vincent.
Bland joins the group at the door as Farncombe approaches Lily.
Farncombe.
Shaking hands with her. Thank you. With fervour. Glorious!