Part 30 (1/2)

LADY ORREYED.

I must, he looks so plain. [_Rousing_ SIR GEORGE.] Dodo! Dodo!

SIR GEORGE.

[_Stupidly._] 'Ullo!

LADY ORREYED.

Dodo, dear, you were snoring.

SIR GEORGE.

Oh, I say, you could 'a told me that by-and-by.

AUBREY.

You want a cigar, George; come into the billiard-room. [_Giving his arm to_ LADY ORREYED.] Cayley, bring Paula.

[AUBREY _and_ LADY ORREYED _go out._

SIR GEORGE.

[_Rising._] Hey, what! Billiard-room! [_Looking at his watch._] How goes the----? Phew! 'Ullo, 'Ullo! Whisky and pota.s.s!

[_He goes rapidly after_ AUBREY _and_ LADY ORREYED. PAULA _resumes playing._

PAULA.

[_After a pause._] Don't moon about after me, Cayley; follow the others.

DRUMMLE.

Thanks, by-and-by. [_Sitting._] That's pretty.

PAULA.

[_After another pause, still playing._] I wish you wouldn't stare so.

DRUMMLE.

Was I staring? I'm sorry. [_She plays a little longer, then stops suddenly, rises, and goes to the window, where she stands looking out._ DRUMMLE _moves from the ottoman to the settee._] A lovely night.

PAULA.

[_Startled._] Oh! [_Without turning to him._] Why do you hop about like a monkey?

DRUMMLE.

Hot rooms play the deuce with the nerves. Now, it would have done you good to have walked in the garden with us after dinner and made merry. Why didn't you?