REGINALD.
Thank you very much for being so kind to—my wife.
ERMENTRUDE.
[To Gwendoline, disappointed.] No whiskers or moustache! Oh!
PEGGY.
[To Reginald.] Had you been waiting long?
REGINALD.
Ten minutes. I was jolly glad to hear my wife's dear little whistle. I should know it from a thousand.
PEGGY.
H'm! Dinah dear, make Mr. Paulover and Mr. Queckett known to each other. [Queckett comes forward with a disagreeable look. Reginald glares at him.]