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LUKYN.
[_Looking up suddenly._] Eh?
AGATHA POSKET.
There are no plates.
LUKYN.
No plates? No plates? It's my fault. Pardon me. Where are the plates?
[_VALE, still invisible, stretches out his hand through the curtain, takes up the plates and presents them to LUKYN, who recoils._
VALE.
[_In a whisper._] Here are the plates. Look sharp, Lukyn.
LUKYN.
Vale! safe and sound! [_He takes the plates, then grasps VALE'S extended hand._] Bless you, old fellow. I'm myself again. [_Going gaily to the table with the plates._] My dear ladies, I blush--I positively blush--I am the worst host in the world.
VALE.
[_To himself._] By Jove, that's true.
AGATHA POSKET.
Not at all--not at all.
LUKYN.
[_Helping the ladies._] I'll make amends, by George! You may have noticed I've been confoundedly out of sorts. That's my temperament-- now up, now down. I've just taken a turn, ha, ha! Oysters.
[_Handing plate to AGATHA POSKET._
AGATHA POSKET.
Thank you.
LUKYN.
Ah! I've pa.s.sed many a happy hour in this room. The present is not the least happy.
CHARLOTTE.
[_Trying to attract his attention._] Ahem! Ahem!
LUKYN.
[_Gazing up at the ceiling._] My first visit to the Hotel des Princes was in the year--the year--let me think.
CHARLOTTE.
[_Whispering to AGATHA POSKET._] Isn't he going to help me?
LUKYN.
Was it in '55?
AGATHA POSKET.
[_Quickly pa.s.sing her plate over to CHARLOTTE._] I'm not hungry.
CHARLOTTE.
You're a dear.
LUKYN.
[_Emphatically._] It _was_ in '55. I'm forgetful again--pardon me.
[_He hands plate of oysters to CHARLOTTE, and is surprised to find her eating vigorously._] Why, I thought I---- [_To AGATHA POSKET._] My dear madam, a thousand apologies. [_He helps her and then himself._]
Pah! they're cold--icy--you could skate on 'em. There's a dish of something else over there.
[_He goes to the sideboard; VALE'S hand is again stretched forth with the other covered dish._
VALE.
I say, Lukyn.
LUKYN.
[_Taking the dish._] Thanks, old fellow. [_He returns to the table and lifts the cover._] Soles--they look tempting. If there are only some lemons! Surely they are not so brutal as to have forgotten the lemons.
Where are they? [_He returns to the sideboard._] Where are they? [_In an undertone to VALE._] Have you seen any lemons?
AGATHA POSKET.
Pray, think less of us, Colonel Lukyn. Let me take care of you.
LUKYN.
You're very kind. I wish you would let me ring for some lemons.
[_VALE'S hand comes as before from behind the curtain to the sideboard, finds the dish of lemons, and holds it out at arm's length._
VALE.
[_In a whisper._] Lemons.
