LILY. [coming towards him.] Who said anything about fighting? Now I suppose you’ve been arguing with everybody and shouted at them. You do get so cross when you argue—don’t you, dear? Supper is quite ready. I sent Sybil to tell you. . . .
CHARLEY. Sybil’s feeding Percy. She’s got all her work cut out.
LILY. How rude you are! Do you know, I’m quite angry with you. You’ve hardly been in the whole evening.
CHARLEY. Fenwick. . . .
LILY. Yes, I saw him. He looks so lifeless, don’t you think?
CHARLEY. He says I shall grow like him.
LILY. What an idea! Why, how could you?
The COMPANY move about the two rooms, the MEN handing refreshments to the WOMEN—they ALL come more forward.
LESLIE. What do you think—? I lost the 8.15 this morning!