Three.
ERMYNTRUDE.
Four.
DINAH.
[Clasping her hands.] Five! [There is a distant ring at the bell; with a little cry Dinah runs out. Peggy begins to put her gloves on. Ermyntrude and Gwendoline go to the door, open it, and listen.] [To Queckett.] Thank you for whistling. I shall never make a "Whistling woman," shall I?
QUECKETT.
A wide knowledge of humanity, in its highest and lowest grades, Miss Hesslerigge, does not enable me even to conjecture the possibilities of your future.
PEGGY.
No compliments, please. Thank you. [She holds out her gloved hand for him to button the glove. After a look of astonishment he complies.] You know my idea about my future, don't you?