[The three go out.]
[Temple re-enters from the Dressing-room, packs the clothes Sir
Tristram had been wearing during the day, closes the portmanteau and
goes out.]
[Enter Blyth, carrying a lady's hat and clothes. He looks about, and
then beckons at the door of the Reception-room.]
[Enter Europa Troop, as Cressida.]
Blyth. [Pointing to the Business-room]
In there.
Europa. Turn up the light.
[Blyth lights up the Business-room.]
A smell of leather;
Ledgers; business-smell; red ink and copying-ink—
The faintest spice: I feel them in the air.
Turn out the light.
[Blyth extinguishes the light in the Business-room.]
The smells are out as well.
I saw the books, the pots. Turn up the light.
[Blyth lights up the Business-room.]
The smells again. The senses, Blyth, are glued
Together. Did you ever see a smell?
Blyth. Fumes?