Dr. I will make no assertion—hazard no conjecture. I will ask, simply, where is Mr. Potter?
Tom. Here! (all turn)
Alma. (recognising him) Tom!
Mrs. D. You know Mr. Potter?
Tom. Alma!
Sir H. (as if to himself) She is his wife! (sits, R.)
End of Act II.
ACT III.
Scene.—Alma Blake’s apartments. An octagonal room, being a sort of boudoir, furnished and draped in the extreme of artistic luxury. Doors R. and L. A number of bouquets about the room. Photographs, knick-knacks everywhere. Window C. Tom’s picture of the knights on the wall, R.