(They shake hands.)
Geoffrey. You are not interested in the counting?
Annys. The room is rather crowded. Mamma thought I would be better out here. How have you been?
Geoffrey. Oh, all right. It’s going to be a very near thing, they tell me.
Annys. Yes, I shall be glad when it’s over.
Geoffrey. It’s always a trying time. What are you going to do, if you win?
(Lady Mogton looks in.)
Lady Mogton. (Seeing Geoffrey.) Oh, good evening.
Geoffrey. Good evening.
Lady Mogton. Chilvers, 2,960—Annys Chilvers, 2,874.