[She goes out. Dick, chuckling, lights a cigarette. Alec comes in and lies down lazily on the sofa.
Alec.
Why, Dick, what's the matter? You look as pleased as Punch.
Dick.
My dear fellow, I feel like the Terrible Turk. I've been wrestling, and I thought I was going to have a fall. But by the display of considerable agility I've managed to keep my legs.
Alec.
What do you mean?
Dick.
Nothing. It's merely the gaiety of forty-two.
[Boulger comes into the room, followed immediately by Mallins and Carbery. He starts slightly when he sees Alec, but then goes over to the table on which is the whiskey.