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Page 33
He has run back to the station. I've just found out I left my bag in
the fly that brought us here. So stupid of me!
LADY OWBRIDGE.
Mrs. Gregory will give you, both, dinner.
SOPHY.
Thank you, my lady.
[_The_ DUCHESS _is now seated in the garden-chair. The younger of the
two servants enters, carrying_ SOPHY'S _bag and the evening papers._
SERVANT.
[_Handing the bag to_ SOPHY.] The cabman has brought your bag back,
miss.
SOPHY.
There now! Much obliged. [_To_ MRS. EDEN.] Poor Mr. Valma will have his
tramp for nothing, won't he?
[SOPHY _and_ MRS. EDEN _talk together._
LADY OWBRIDGE.
The evening papers, Morgan?
SERVANT.
[_Who has laid the papers upon the table._] Yes, my lady.
[_The_ SERVANT _retires._
LADY OWBRIDGE.
So late? we must go in and dress.
DUCHESS.
[_Who has been occupied in observing_ QUEX.] I'll follow you, dear Lady
Owbridge.
[LADY OWBRIDGE _moves away and is joined by_ MRS. EDEN.
MRS. EDEN.
[_As she ascends the steps with_ LADY OWBRIDGE.] Sophy, I shall be ready
for you in a quarter of an hour.
SOPHY.
All right, Mrs. Eden.
[LADY OWBRIDGE _and_ MRS. EDEN _disappear._
MURIEL.
[_Crossing to_ SOPHY.] Wouldn't you like to walk to the gates to meet
Mr. Valma?
SOPHY.
Thanks, dear, I think I would.
MURIEL.
I can show you a nearer way than by going back to the house. [_Pointing
into the distance._] Follow this hedge and take the second alley--not
the first--on your left. When you reach the big fountain--
[QUEX, _still dipping into the sermons, has come down to the back of the
table. He now throws the book upon the table and picks up a newspaper._
QUEX.
I beg your pardon, Duchess--I didn't see you.
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