Reg. Oh, I dwove her away, did I?
Charlie. Yeth.
Reg. (laughing). That is wich!
Charlie. Well, thath more than you are!
Reg. Cholly Newbank, you get worse form everwy day.
Enter Polly with fan l. d.
Polly. Here is the fan, Mr. Newbank.
Charlie (taking fan). Can you tell me where Mith Wortley ith?
Polly (starting to go). No, sir.
Stuart appears in b. d. and stands and listens.