y-and-soda.

MRS. STIDULPH.

[_To VON RETTENMAYER._] But I don't intend to stick to _that_
arrangement. If I can't get back into the theatres, there are the
halls! I was telling the Colonel this morning----

ROPER.

[_Appearing before MRS. STIDULPH, his programme in his hand._] Ours,
Dolly.

VON RETTENMAYER.

[_Rising with alacrity._] Aha! [_Bowing to MRS. STIDULPH._] I yield
with relugtance.

[_ROPER sits beside MRS. STIDULPH and VON RETTENMAYER hastens to
ENID._

ROPER.

[_To MRS. STIDULPH._] Another waltz.

DAPHNE.

[_To HENEAGE, who is claiming her._] Wait till I've finished my drink,
Stewie.

BLAND.

[_To NITA._] Nita.

NITA.

No; this is with Douglas.

BLAND.

Nothing o' the sort.

NITA.

[_Referring to her programme._] You're correct; my mistake.

DE CASTRO.

[_Coming to GABRIELLE who is talking to SYBIL._] Gabth.

GABRIELLE.

[_Dolefully._] Oh, you again!

DE CASTRO.

[_Mortified._] Afraid tho.

[_The sound of distant music is again heard, and there is a great deal
of bustle as the men claim their partners. TAVISH goes to EVANGELINE,
GRIMWOOD to, FLO, PALK and GLYNN to OLGA and SYBIL, and gradually the
assemblage melts away._

FULKERSON.

[_Coming to JIMMIE, who is conning her programme, and standing before
her-- reading from his programme._] "_Vawlse. Cry dee cure._"

JIMMIE.

[_With withering accuracy._] "_Valse. Cri de coeur._"

FULKERSON.

[_Wagging his head._] Very likely. Come along, Jimmie.

JIMMIE.

[_Rising and shaking herself out._] Jane to you, _if_ you please.

FULKERSON.

Tosh!

JIMMIE.

I was christened Jane, _Herbert_.

FULKERSON.

Well, I wasn't at the christening, see.

JIMMIE.

No; but if you are not more careful of those feet of yours while
you're waltzing, you _will_ be at my funeral.

[_She takes his arm and they go out at the door on the left. SMYTHE,
STIDULPH, COOLING, and SHIRLEY follow, talking together. All the
couples have now disappeared except VON RETTENMAYER and ENID and
FARNCOMBE and LILY. VON RETTENMAYER and ENID are at the counter, where
LUIGI is giving VON RETTENMAYER a glass of champagne, and the waiters
are busying themselves in collecting the soiled glasses, plates, etc.,
which have been left upon the mantel-piece and chairs. The bearded
waiter comes to LILY and she hands him her plate._

FARNCOMBE.

[_To LILY._] Shall we go down?

[_She rises, leaving her bouquet upon the s