inside their stuccoed palace again.

_Chorus of Those who were at the Party._ Same here! [_Pause._

_Capt. O._ (_lighting cigar by candle_). By the way, JACK, did old
CRAM. ask you to Scotland for the 12th?

_Jack._ Yes.

_Capt. O._ So he did me. Shall you go?

_Jack._ It depends--I think so--if I don't get anything better. I'm
told it's a wonderful shoot. They pulled down over a thousand birds
the first day, last year.

_Capt. O._ Does old CRAMMERLY shoot?

_Jack._ Oh dear no! He's as blind as a bat. He only rents it for his
friends.

_Capt. O._ (_greatly relieved_). That's good news, for he's a terrible
bore. He'd be a shocking nuisance on the Moors. I must say, I can't
stand _him_ at any price.

_Jack._ No, nor any of the family, for the matter of that. Well, ta,
ta! Perhaps we shall meet there. I'm off to the Empire, to join some
friends who've got a box.

[_Exit to enjoy further hospitality._