Mrs. Golightly.

It’s so extraordinary that she shouldn’t be here. It makes me feel very nervous.

Golightly.

Well, frankly, I couldn’t make head or tail of it, so I jumped into a motor cab and came round from the club at once.

[Peyton comes in, followed by Beadsworth. He is a middle-aged solicitor, with a benign manner.

Peyton.

Mr. Beadsworth.

Golightly.

Well, I’m hanged.

Barlow.