_] Oh, don't waggle my head, whatever you do!
[_To_ MISS MOON, _who is pulling at her jacket._] Tear the thing off.
[_Stripping off her gloves, and speaking in a whisper._] Girls, I don't
want to be disturbed for five minutes.
MISS LIMBIRD.
Very well, Miss Fullgarney.
SOPHY.
[_Glancing at_ QUEX _and_ FRAYNE, _who are now looking out of the
window, with their backs towards her._] If Miss Eden should happen to
turn up before I'm free, just mention who I'm engaged with, will you?
MISS MOON.
Yes, Miss Fullgarney.
SOPHY.
That'll do. [_With sudden fierceness._] What are you all staring at?
Haven't any of _you_ ever slept in a strange bed?
[_The girls retreat hastily, each carrying an article belonging to_
SOPHY.
QUEX.
[_Advancing a step or two._] I am exceedingly sorry to see you looking
so fatigued.
SOPHY.
[_Faintly._] Didn't close my eyes the whole night. [_She drops the_
portiere _over the entrance, and approaches_ QUEX.] Well, my lord?
QUEX.
I have ventured to call upon you, Miss Fullgarney, in the hope of
ratifying the excellent understanding with which we parted last night.
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