Au revoir.
Patricia
(With a fascinating smile)
Déjà?
(He bows far over her hand and their eyes meet with interest. As he turns away, while the others come into the room, Patricia gives a secret smile of satisfaction, as though she had obtained her intention. Then she sighs wearily, bored, as she glances at the others.
Mrs. Frowde, the hostess is about fifty, looking forty; rather large and as self-contained as possible in her loose black tea-gown. She is a nervous woman with an apparent seriousness in her social undertakings. Her eyes are continually criticizing and her hands correcting. She has a gracious voice, and towards Patricia, at least, a possessive protectiveness.
The Brown One has a good profile from her chin up, but otherwise, in spite of lacing, is stout. Her tan gown makes up in elegance what it lacks in outline.
The clinging gown of The Blue One accentuates the languid manner she affects. There is a satisfied, set smile upon her aquiline face and her voice maintains a gentle, persistent tremolo.
The Green One is younger than the others and in general indefiniteness of bearing and appearance merely suggests money. Her olive-trimmed gown is very simple, but is caught by a conspicuous jade belt.