MRS HUSHABYE [stopping in the doorway]. Do you mean to say that you've had some of my father's tea? that you got round him before you were ten minutes in the house?
ELLIE. I did.
MRS HUSHABYE. You little devil! [She goes out with Randall].
MANGAN. Won't you come, Miss Ellie?
ELLIE. I'm too tired. I'll take a book up to my room and rest a little. [She goes to the bookshelf].
MANGAN. Right. You can't do better. But I'm disappointed. [He follows Randall and Mrs Hushabye].
Ellie, Hector, and Lady Utterword are left. Hector is close to Lady Utterword. They look at Ellie, waiting for her to go.
ELLIE [looking at the title of a book]. Do you like stories of adventure, Lady Utterword?
LADY UTTERWORD [patronizingly]. Of course, dear.
ELLIE. Then I'll leave you to Mr Hushabye. [She goes out through the hall].
HECTOR. That girl is mad about tales of adventure. The lies I have to tell her!
LADY UTTERWORD. [not interested in Ellie] When you saw me what did you mean by saying that you thought, and then stopping short? What did you think?
HECTOR, [folding his arms and looking down at her magnetically] May I tell you?
LADY UTTERWORD. Of course.
HECTOR. It will not sound very civil. I was on the point of saying, "I thought you were a plain woman."
LADY UTTERWORD. Oh, for shame, Hector! What right had you to notice whether I am plain or not?
HECTOR. Listen to me, Ariadne. Until today I have seen only photographs of you; and no photograph can
