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hand to his forelock.

      DUNNING. Very good, Sir William. [He turns, fumbles, and turns again] My old mother's dependent on me —

      SIR WILLIAM. Now, Dunning, I've no more to say. [Dunning goes sadly away under the stairs.]

      SIR WILLIAM. [Following] And look here! Just understand this [He too goes out…] BILL, lighting a cigarette, has approached the writing-table. He looks very glum. The billiard-room door is flung open. MABEL LANFARNE appears, and makes him a little curtsey.

      MABEL. Against my will I am bidden to bring you in to pool.

      BILL. Sorry! I've got letters.

      MABEL. You seem to have become very conscientious.

      BILL. Oh! I don't know.

      MABEL. Do you remember the last day of the covert shooting?

      BITS. I do.

      MABEL. [Suddenly] What a pretty girl Freda Studdenham's grown!

      BILL. Has she?

      MABEL. "She walks in beauty."

      BILL. Really? Hadn't noticed.

      MABEL. Have you been taking lessons in conversation?

      BILL. Don't think so.

      MABEL. Oh! [There is a silence] Mr. Cheshire!

      BILL. Miss Lanfarne!