[Shaking Paula's hand.] Good ni', Mrs. Tanqueray.

Lady Orreyed.

[To Paula.] Good-night, darling. Wish Aubrey good-night for me. Now, Dodo?

[She goes out.

Sir George.

[To Paula.] I say, are you goin' to sit up for ol' Aubrey?

Paula.

Yes.

Sir George.

Shall I keep you comp'ny?