Duchess. Again!? Your Conservatory is thick with them! This is lovely!
Mme. de Céran. Who else can it be?
Duchess. Who? (Struck with an idea) Oh! (To Mme. de Céran, placing her in a corner, left) Go back to the drawing-room; I’ll tell you later.
Mme. de Céran. But, I——
Duchess. You can’t leave your guests all evening!
Mme. de Céran. (Trying to see the newcomers) Who can it be?
Duchess. (Still urging her out) I’ll tell you everything. Quick now, before—— You can’t——
Mme. de Céran. That’s so. I’ll come back for the tea.
Duchess. Yes, do that! Quick, quick, now!
(Mme. de Céran goes out, left.)