shall!
_Pilcher._ Good-bye, Mrs. Telfer.
_Dolly._ Good-bye. [_Rings bell._
_Pilcher._ Good-bye, Mr. Barron.
_Matt._ Good-bye.
_Pilcher._ You might be inclined to risk a sovereign on yourself for the
Blanket Club?
_Matt._ I daren't. I can't trust my gray matter--I should make a
dreadful fiasco.
[CRIDDLE _appears at door._
_Pilcher._ Mrs. Telfer, I leave him in your hands.
[_Exit_ PILCHER. CRIDDLE _closes the door after him._
_Matt._ Dolly, I don't mind having that new Parisian hat on with you.
_Dolly._ Done! I don't mind how much I punish you.
_Prof._ [_Taking out his watch._] Half past three, my dear.
_Renie._ I don't think I'll go out this afternoon.
_Prof._ Oh, you'd better take your little constitutional. You missed it
yesterday. I'm sure your restlessness is due to your not taking regular
exercise.
_Renie._ Which way are you going? [_Yawning._
_Prof._ My usual round, up to the White House and back by the fish-pond.
_Renie._ Perhaps I'll join you at the fish-pond.
_Prof._ [_To_ MATT.] Nothing like living by rule and measure.
_Matt._ I shouldn't wonder. I've never tried it.
_Prof._ I ascribe my constant good health and contentment to my
unvarying routine of work and diet and exercise. [_Exit._
_Matt._ Then where do my constant good health and contentment come from?
_Lucas._ Dolly, I left my evening kit here. Could you put me up for the
night?
_Dolly._ Delighted! You'll make up our rubber.
_Lucas._ Right!
_Matt._ Not going to ride back to Aldershot again to-night?
_Lucas._ Not to-night, thank you.
_Matt._ Just a shade too bracing, eh?
_Lucas._ Just a shade! Dolly, I haven't seen your new fish-pond. Is
anybody going to meet the Professor?
[_Glancing at_ RENIE.
_Matt._ I am. [_Linking his arm in_ LUCAS'S.] We'll get into an
unvarying routine of exercise for the next hour. Come along!
[_Takes_ LUCAS _off as he is exchanging a look with_ RENIE. RENIE
_makes to follow them, stops at door, turns back a little, stops,
takes out_ LUCAS'S _letter from her French novel, goes to fire and
reads it. Meanwhile the following scene takes place between_ DOLLY
_and_ HARRY.
_Harry._ [_To_ DOLLY.] Now, Dolly, we can go through your bills.
[_Going to her writing-desk._
_Dolly._ Yes. Hadn't I better sort them out first?
_Harry._ [_Taking up bills._] Oh, I'll help you sort them out----
_Dolly._ Take care!
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