[With a cry, almost of despair, Ellean turns from Paula and sinks on to the settee, covering her face with her hands.
Paula.
[Indignantly.] Oh! Why is it! How dare you treat me like this? What do you mean by it? What do you mean?
A Servant enters.
Servant.
Mr. Drummle, ma'am.
Cayley Drummle, in riding dress, enters briskly.
The Servant retires.
Paula.