Lady John. I'll just see Miss Levering off, and then I'll come back and talk about it.
Lord J. (to Miss Levering). Why are you saying goodbye as if you were never coming back?
Miss L. (smiling). One never knows. Maybe I shan't come back. (To Stonor.) Goodbye.
(Stonor bows ceremoniously. The others go up laughing. Stonor comes down.)
Jean (impulsively). There mayn't be another train! Miss Levering——
Stonor (standing in front of her). What if there isn't? I'll take you back in the motor.
Jean (rapturously). Will you? (Inadvertently drops the telegram.) I must be there by three!
Stonor (picks up the telegram and a handkerchief lying near, glances at the message). Why, it's only an invitation to dine—Wednesday!
Jean. Sh! (Takes the telegram and puts it in her pocket.)
Stonor. Oh, I see! (Lower, smiling.) It's rather dear of you to arrange our going off like that. You are a clever little girl!