PEGGY.
[Looking about her.] Your hand-bag, Miss Dyott? [Queckett re-enters.]
MISS DYOTT.
Still in your overcoat, dear?
QUECKETT.
Of course, Carrie. I'll drive with you to Paddington.
MISS DYOTT.
No, no—I insist on going alone.
QUECKETT.
[Taking off his coat with alacrity.] Oh, Carrie, I am disappointed!