[Waving away the inquiry.] I am obliged to you for this response to my invitation, It struck me as fitting that at such a time you should return for a brief hour or two to the company of your old associates—— [Becoming conscious of Colpoys, behind her, making grimaces at Imogen.] Eh—h—h?
[Turning to Colpoys and surprising him.] Oh—h—h! Yes, Augustus Colpoys, you are extremely humorous off.
Colpoys.
[Stung.] Miss Sylvester—Mrs. Telfer!
Mrs. Telfer.
On the stage, sir, you are enough to make a cat weep.
Colpoys.
Madam! from one artist to another! well, I—! 'pon my soul! [Retreating and talking under his breath. ] Popular favorite! draw more money than all the—old guys——
Mrs. Telfer.
[Following him.] What do you say, sir! Do you mutter!