Certainly--Pollock, ask Madame la Grange if she will come
in, please.
BUTLER. Yes, madame.
(_He exits and closes the door after him_.)
MISS EASTWOOD (_coming down between the large table and the
chesterfield_). I'm perfectly thrilled. Do you suppose she expects to be
taken seriously?
MISS ERSKINE. Of course.
MISS EASTWOOD (_at table_ R.). How funny! If you don't laugh at her, we
can have no end of fun. I'll guy her terribly and she'll never know it.
MRS. CROSBY (_at table_ R.). Oh, I wouldn't do that, Mary. She may be
quite in earnest.
MISS EASTWOOD. Oh, I can't believe that. Madame la Grange! I can see her
now. Tall, black-haired creature, regular adventuress, see if she isn't.
Isn't she, Mr. Wales?
WALES (_in front of chesterfield_). She's the most remarkable woman I
have ever known.
(_Enter_ BUTLER _from door_ L., _coming well on stage_).
BUTLER. Madame la Grange.
(_Enter_ MADAME ROSALIE LA GRANGE. _She is a woman of about fifty. She
speaks with a marked French accent_.)
ROSALIE. Good evening everybody. (_The men all rise_.)
MRS. CROSBY. How do you do, Madame la Grange?
ROSALIE. I am well, I thank you, madame.
MRS. CROSBY. Do come in.
ROSALIE. Thank you, madame. (_She sees_ WALES L.C., _and goes to him_.)
Good evening, Mister Wales. It was kind of you to send the motor-car for
me.
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