Still,
specially invited by the Countess of Owbridge herself--! [_Putting her
feet in turn upon a chair and hitching up her stockings._] I shall just
make rather a favour of manicuring Mrs. Jack. One doesn't go visiting to
cut Mrs. Jack's claws. Gloves! Thank goodness, the evenings are long!
they say it's simply heavenly at Fauncey Court--simply heaven--[_She
breaks off abruptly, staring straight before her. Under her breath._]
Oh--! Fauncey Court--Lord Quex--!
MISS CLARIDGE.
What's the matter, Miss Fullgarney.
SOPHY.
N--n--nothing.
MISS MOON.
[_Entering._] Cab, Miss Fullgarney!
SOPHY.
[_In an altered voice._] Bag. [_She takes her bag from_ MISS LIMBIRD
_and walks away, rather slowly, with her head down. Quietly, without
turning._] See you in the morning, girls.
THE FOUR GIRLS.
Good afternoon, Miss Fullgarney.
[SOPHY _goes out._
END OF THE FIRST ACT.
THE SECOND ACT
_The scene represents a portion of an English garden laid out in Italian
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