--and my brother Bertram. [_Chilled._] Perhaps you've heard
that I am making my home with them now in London, permanently--that
I've left Paris?

PHILIP.

Robbie--and the newspapers--have told me. It's late in the day to do
it--may I offer you my sympathy?

OTTOLINE.

[_With a stately inclination of the head._] Thank you. And I my
congratulations on your success?

PHILIP.

[_Quietly._] Success!

OTTOLINE.

[_Comprehending._] Ah? _Le public est si bete._ I've read every line
you've written, I believe. [_He bows._] I--I have felt proud to think
that we were once--that we were once--not _des inconnus_.

[_He bows again, and there is silence between them. The
dining-room door opens and_ NOYES _presents himself. A
waiter is seen in the dining-room, standing at the side
table._

NOYES.

[_To_ ROOPE.] Lunch is served, sir.

ROOPE.

[_To everybody._] Come along! Come along, dear excellent friends!
[OTTOLINE _smiles graciously at_ PHILIP _and turns from him._] Lead the
way, dear Mrs. Anslow. Madame de Chaumie! [MRS. ANSLOW _slips her arm
through_ OTTOLINE.] You both sit opposite the fireplace. Dear Mrs.
Wally! Come along, my dear Phil! [_Putting an arm round_ GREEN_'s
shoulder._] Colly----!

[_They all move into the dining-room, and the curtain
falls. It rises again almost immediately. A chair,
withdrawn from the further window, is now beside the
fauteuil-stool, on its right; and the chair which was
close to the small table has been pulled out into the
room, and faces the fauteuil-stool at some little
distance from it. The doors are closed._ MRS. ANSLOW
_and_ MRS. QUEBEC _are taking their departure. The
former is saying good-bye to_ OTTOLINE, _who is standing
before the fireplace; the latter is talking to_ ROOPE
_near the door on the left. On the right is_ PHILIP,
_ready to receive his share of the adieux._

MRS. ANSLOW.

[_Shaking hands with_ OTTOLINE.] Good-bye. You _might_ come on to
Olympia; my sister-in-law's box holds six.

OTTOL