SYBIL. Then I hope you will come to see me in London as I present no
terrors.

JOHN [he is a man, is JOHN]. I'll be very pleased.

SYBIL. Any afternoon about five.

JOHN. Much obliged. And you can teach me the things I don't know yet,
if you'll be so kind.

SYBIL [the impediment becoming more assertive]. If you wish it, I
shall do my best.

JOHN. Thank you, Lady Sybil. And who knows there may be one or two
things I can teach you.

SYBIL [it has now become an angel's hiccough]. Yes, we can help one
another. Good-bye till then.

JOHN. Good-bye. Maggie, the ladies are going.

[During this skirmish MAGGIE has stood apart. At the mention of her
name they glance at one another. JOHN escorts SYBIL, but the COMTESSE
turns back.]

COMTESSE. Are you, then, THE Maggie? [MAGGIE nods rather defiantly
and the COMTESSE is distressed.] But if I had known I would not have
said those things. Please forgive an old woman.

MAGGIE. It doesn't matter.