Miss Heneage. Outrageous!
Mrs. Phillimore. Shocking! [Partly rising as the voices and horn are heard.] I shall not take any part at all, in the—eh—
[She fades away.
Miss Heneage. [Interrupting her.] Don't trouble yourself.
Through the growing noise of voices and laughter, Cynthia's voice is heard. Sir Wilfrid is seen in the outer hall. He is burdened with wraps, not to mention a newspaper and parasol, which in no wise check his flow of gay remarks to Cynthia, who is still outside. Cynthia's voice, and now Matthew's, reach those inside, and, at last, both join Sir Wilfrid, who has turned at the door to wait for them. As she reaches the door, Cynthia turns and speaks to Matthew, who immediately follows her. She is in automobile attire, wearing goggles, a veil, and an exquisite duster of latest Paris style. They come in with a subdued bustle and noise. As their eyes light on Cynthia, Sudley and Miss Heneage exclaim, and there is a general movement.
Sudley. 'Pon my word!
Grace. Hah!
Miss Heneage. [Bristling up to her feet, her sensibilities outraged.] Shocking!
Grace remains standing above sofa. Sudley moves toward her, Miss Heneage sitting down again. Mrs. Phillimore reclines on sofa. Cynthia begins to speak as soon as she appears and speaks fluently to the end.