[ To herself ] Poor girls, what sacrifices they make for these men!
MALLORY.
[ With a plate in his hand.] May I—?
RANKLING, SAUNDERS, AND REGINALD.
[Together.] No, thank you.
QUECKETT.
[To himself] What a supper party! Tyler, the champagne. [Tyler fetches a bottle of champagne, and proceeds to open it.]
RANKLING.
[Behind Ermyntrude and Peggy, to Mallory.] If we see the cork drawn, shall we risk it?