[_The head is withdrawn and the door softly closed. After a pause, GLADYS enters at the other door followed by JEYES and FARNCOMBE. The men are carrying their hats and canes. GLADYS retires, closing the door, and JEYES comes to LILY and shakes hands with her._ JEYES. [_To LILY, gently._] How are you to-day, Lil? Very fagged? LILY. [_Almost inaudibly._] I _am_ a little. [_JEYES turns from her, to lay his hat and cane upon the box-ottoman, and then FARNCOMBE, who has hung back, advances hesitatingly to the further side of the centre table and bows to LILY. She rises and, avoiding his eyes, gives him a limp hand across the table._] How d'ye do? [_To JEYES who, having got rid of his hat and cane, moves away from the ottoman._] Sit down, won't you? [_She resumes her seat upon the settee and JEYES, with a nod, sits in the arm-chair by the centre table. FARNCOMBE remains standing and again she addresses him without meeting his eyes._] And you? [_FARNCOMBE, with another bow, sits upon the fauteuil-stool. There is a brief silence and then JEYES speaks._ JEYES. Lil---- LILY. Y-yes? JEYES. In the first place, Farncombe wants you distinctly to understand how it is he's committing this breach of his compact with you. [_To FARNCOMBE._] You promised----? FARNCOMBE. I promised never to attempt to come near Miss Parradell again, nor even to enter the theatre. JEYES. [_To LILY._] And if I'm any judge of a man, Lily, Farncombe would have kept his promise. He'd have kept it faithfully, but for _me_. I've brought him along-- insisted on it. [_Emphatically._] _I've brought him along._ See? LILY. W-w-why, Nicko? JEYES. I'll tell you, my dear. You remember, when we left you early this morning, ordering us to walk away together and to part good friends? LILY. P-perfectly. JEYES. Well, we did walk away together, and we did part good friends. But we didn't part at all till some hours later, in his rooms. We didn't part till I'd made him stand by me and listen to me while I had a long jaw with my brother on the 'phone. LILY. [_Wonderingly._] With-- your----? JEYES. About that Rhodesian business. LILY. What Rhodesian business? JEYES. I mentioned it to you yesterday. Bob owns a third, with Peter Chalmers and Tom Dalby, of a group of farms near Bulawayo, and he's been badgering me eternally to cut this and to settle out there as their agent. [_Simply._] And I've accepted, old girl. LILY. [_With a blank face._] Ac-cepted? JEYES. [_Grimly._] Leaving you to bring an action against me, to recover damages for a broken heart. [_Drawing a deep breath._] Yes, I'm chucking you, Lil. I give you formal notice of my intention; and you can drive down to your solicitors this afternoon and instruct them to writ me without delay. [_Forcing a laugh._] Ha, ha, ha! LILY. [_Faintly._] Nicko----! JEYES. Unless-- unless you've an idea of consoling yourself shortly with-- with another chap, and prefer not to carry the matter into Court. LILY.