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t's not in me really to love anybody in a marrying way. [_Meeting his eyes._] Still, as you say---- JEYES. As I say----? LILY. [_Pursing her mouth at him winningly._] I'm _accustomed_ to you, Nicko. [_He draws her to him; but, with a laugh, she checks him by offering him her head to kiss._] There-- [_putting the point of her finger playfully on the crown of her head_] you may _there_. [_As he kisses her._] Now I must run upstairs, or mother'll whack me. JEYES. [_Detaining her._] Won't you allow me to fetch you after the dance? LILY. Three or four in the morning! No; I'll give you a rest. Uncle Lal or Sam'll take on your job. [_Going to the door._] And don't try to see me to-morrow. JEYES. [_Sharply._] Why not? LILY. Not till you turn up at night as usual. I shall be a shocking rag all day. JEYES. [_Breaking out._] Yes, I expect you'll manage to enjoy yourself thoroughly, and dance yourself off your feet, whoever your partners may be! LILY. [_Wilfully._] Expect I shall. [_Tossing her head up._] Ha, ha! I'll do my best. [_She departs, leaving him standing near the tea-table. He takes out his handkerchief and mops his brow. As he does so, his eyes rest upon the telephone-instrument on the writing-table and he stares at it. He hesitates, as if struggling to resist an impulse; then he goes quickly to the instrument and puts the receiver to his ear._ JEYES. [_After a pause._] Gerrard, three, eight, four, eight. [_Discovering that LILY has left the door wide open, he lays the receiver upon the writing-table and goes to the door and shuts it. Then he returns to the writing-table and again listens at the receiver._] Is that the office of the Pandora Theatre?... [_Suddenly, imitating the voice of DE CASTRO._] Ith Mithter Morrith Cooling in?... I'm Mithter de Castro ... Tham de Castro ... Gone, ith he?... Oh, ith that you, Mithter Hickthon?... Yeth, you'll do ... About the thupper-party to-night that Mithter Smythe ith giving to Mith Parradell ... Yer there?... I didn't quite underthtand whether ith to be at the theatre or at a rethtaurong ... At the theatre?... Oh, yeth ... A largth party?... Oh, that _ith_ nithe!... Who are the guesth, d'ye know?... Yeth?... Yeth?... Oh, an' the boyth!... oh, thome o' the _boyth_ are comin', are they!... Hey?... Haven't got the litht from Mithter Roper yet?... Oh, _he'th_ been helpin' to get it up!... Oh, we _shall_ have a thplendid time
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