Miss Hermyntrude Johnson, and—and—and Mrs. Reginald Paulover!
QUECKETT.
This is a little too vexing! [Ermyntrude and Dinah enter, both prettily dressed—Dinah in white. Tyler goes out. Angrily.] How d'ye do—so glad you've come—won't you sit down?
DINAH
We're very well, thank you.
ERMYNTRUDE.
Awfully well. [They sit, the three girls in a row. Dinah in the centre, Gwendoline and Ermyntrude taking her hands.]
QUECKETT.
[To himself.] Instructions in Polite Conversation. [Brusquely to Dinah.] How is Paulover?