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QUEX.
[_Who again has possession of the jeweller's case and the paper._] Miss
Fullgarney--
SOPHY.
What now, my lord? Upon my word, it is _too_ bad--!
QUEX.
Please come here.
SOPHY.
[_Coming forward--now on the verge of tears._] After such a night as
I've had, too. I never could do without my full eight hours--
QUEX.
Be silent!
SOPHY.
What!
QUEX.
Miss Eden and Captain Bastling--
SOPHY.
Eh?
QUEX.
They are acquaintances--friends. [_With a stamp of the foot._] They are
on terms of--
SOPHY.
[_Faintly._] Oh!
QUEX.
[_Pointing to the window._] She is with him at this moment--there.
SOPHY.
[_Unsteadily._] Whatever are you saying, my lord? [_Discovering that he
has the jeweller's case and the paper._] Ah--!
QUEX.
Yes, I found these upon the table. [_She advances, to take them from
him._] Miss Eden left them here--forgot them!
SOPHY.
[_In a murmur._] Yes.
[_He gives them to her. She puts them into her pocket and sits._
QUEX.
Come! tell me.
SOPHY.
You--you are not the only one in the field, my lord.
QUEX.
So I conclude.
SOPHY.
Have pity on her!
QUEX.
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