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Page 53
[MURIEL _comes forward, staring at_ SOPHY.
MRS. EDEN.
Now, that's very proper and good-natured of you, Sophy.
LADY OWBRIDGE.
But, Miss Fullgarney--
SOPHY.
[_Modestly._] Oh, I never feel like Miss Fullgarney out of my business,
my lady. You see, I was maid for years, and it's second nature to me.
Do let me, my lady--do, your Grace!
LADY OWBRIDGE.
Duchess--?
DUCHESS.
[_Hesitatingly._] Oh--oh, by all means. [_To_ SOPHY.] Thank you.
[_The gong sounds in the distance again, as_ QUEX--_now in
evening-dress--and_ FRAYNE _return together, above the hedge._
LADY OWBRIDGE.
Here is Quex.
[_The ladies, except_ MURIEL, _join_ FRAYNE _and_ QUEX.
MURIEL.
[_To_ SOPHY.] What are you doing?
SOPHY.
[_Breathlessly._] The housekeeper showed me over the house. I
remember--her maid's room is at the end of a passage leading from the
boudoir!
MURIEL.
Sophy, you must not! you sha'n't!
SOPHY.
Why, isn't it for the best? If I was mistaken over what I heard just
now, I sha'n't see or hear anything wicked to-night; and that will
satisfy both of us--!
LADY OWBRIDGE.
[_Calling._] Muriel--
[MURIEL _joins the group;_ SOPHY _slips away and disappears._
LADY OWBRIDGE.
[_To the_ DUCHESS.] Shall we go in?
[LADY OWBRIDGE _and the_ DUCHESS, _and_ MRS. EDEN _and_ MURIEL, _ascend
the steps and go towards the house. Instead, of following the ladies,_
QUEX _turns sharply and comes forward with an angry, sullen look upon
his face._
FRAYNE.
[_Looking round for_ QUEX.] Hallo, Harry! [_Coming to_ QUEX.] Aren't
you--?
QUEX.
Hang dinner! I don't want to eat.
FRAYNE.
Anything wrong, old man? anything I--?
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