's to be done? [_She rises and_ SUDLEY
_shrugs his shoulders._

SUDLEY. [_Rising._] After a young woman has spent her wedding day at
the races? Why, I consider that she has broken the engagement,--and
when she comes, tell her so.

MISS HENEAGE. I'll telephone Matthew. The choir boys can go home--her
maid can pack her belongings--and when the lady arrives--

_Impudently, the very distant toot of an auto-horn breaks in
upon her words, producing, in proportion to its growing
nearness, an increasing pitch of excitement and indignation._
GRACE _flies to the door and looks out._ MRS. PHILLIMORE,
_helpless, does not know what to do or where to go or what to
say._ SUDLEY _moves about excitedly._ MISS HENEAGE _stands
ready to make herself disagreeable._

GRACE. [_Speaking rapidly and with excitement._] I hear a man's voice.
Cates-Darby and brother Matthew.

_A loud and brazenly insistent toot outrages afresh. Laughter
and voices outside are heard faintly._ GRACE _looks out of
the door, and, as quickly withdraws._

MISS HENEAGE. Outrageous!

SUDLEY. Disgraceful!

MRS. PHILLIMORE. Shocking! [_Partly rising as the voices and horn are
heard._] I shall not take any part at all, in the--eh--

[_She fades away._

MISS HENEAGE. [_Interrupting her._] Don't trouble yourself.

_Through the growing noise of voices and laughter,_ CYNTHIA'S
_voice is heard._ SIR WILFRID _is seen in the outer hall. He
is burdened with wraps, not to mention a newspaper and
parasol, which in no wise check his flow of gay remarks to_
CYNTHIA, _who is still outside._ CYNTHIA'S _voice, and now_
MATTHEW'S, _reach those inside, and, at last, both join_ SIR
WILFRID, _who has turned at the door to wait for them. As she
reaches the door_, CYNTHIA _turns and speaks to_ MATTHEW,
_who immediately follows her. She is in automobile attire,
wearing goggles, a veil, and an exquisite duster of latest
Paris style. They come in with a subdued bustle and noise. As
their eyes light on_ CYNTHIA, SUDLEY _and_ MISS HENEAGE
_exclaim, and there is a general movement._

SUDLEY. 'Pon my word!

GRACE. Hah!

MISS HENEAGE. [_Bristling up to her feet, her sensibilities
outraged._] Shocking!

GRACE _remains standing above sofa._ SUDLEY _moves toward
her_, MISS HENEAGE _sitting down again._ MRS. PHILLIMORE
_reclines on sofa._ CYNTHIA _begins to speak as soon