JEYES.
On you-- [_jerking his head towards FARNCOMBE_] and----
LILY.
How dare you!
JEYES.
I"ve been at it all night.
LILY.
All night!
JEYES.
Yes; I was in the theatre while you were supping and dancing.
LILY.
_You_ were!
JEYES.
I _meant_ to be there. You did your best to stop it----
LILY.
That"s a lie!
JEYES.
So that you could enjoy yourself thoroughly-- [_glancing at FARNCOMBE again_] with----
LILY.
A lie!
JEYES.
I didn"t leave till past three. You and-- [_with another motion of the head towards FARNCOMBE_] had just had your fifth dance together, and they were hauling you round the building.
LILY.
Where _were_ you? Who----?
JEYES.
Excuse me; that"s my business. Then I went back to Jermyn Street, and it suddenly struck me I"d like to see how your escort was composed.
LILY.
You"ve been watching outside?
JEYES.
Since a quarter-to-four-- under the portico at the corner.
LILY.
[_Contemptuously._] _You_----!
JEYES.
Yes, but, by G.o.d, I wasn"t quite prepared for _this_!
LILY.
This!
JEYES.
[_Cramming his cap into his overcoat-pocket and coming to FARNCOMBE._]
What the h.e.l.l"s your game? You"ve got some accommodating friends, both of you, in that blackguard Roper and that s.l.u.t Jimmie Birch!
LILY.
Oh--! [_Approaching JEYES with clenched fists._] Ah, you cur----!
FARNCOMBE.
[_Holding up his hand to her appealingly._] Miss Parradell----!
LILY.
[_To JEYES._] You cur! Mother"s been told that Lord Farncombe"s with me. I sent Jimmie up to tell her.
JEYES.
Where _is_ your mother?
LILY.
In bed, of course.
JEYES.
Snoring! Ha, ha, ha! Faugh, there"s an ugly name, my girl, for such mothers as yours!