[Rising.] Rose, don't you put up with it! [Striking the top of the card-table vigorously.] I say, don't you stand it! [Embracing Rose.] You're an independent girl, dear; they came to you, these people; not you to them, remember.
Rose.
[Sitting on the couch.] Oh, what can I do? I can't do anything.
Avonia.
Can't you! [Coming to Gadd.] Ferdinand, advise her. You tell her how to——
Gadd.
[Who has risen.] Miss Bunn—Mrs. Gadd, you have been all over Mr. Colpoys this evening, ever since we——
Avonia.
[Angrily, pushing him back into his chair.] Oh, don't be a silly!