MRS. M. G. I don't mind _that_ when a man is _clever_--do you think you could bring him up and introduce him? PHIL. Oh, I _could_--but I won't answer for your not being disappointed in him. MRS. M. G. I have never been disappointed in any genius _yet_--perhaps, because I don't expect too much--so go, dear boy; he may be surrounded unless you get hold of him soon. [Phil _obeys_. PHIL (_accosting the Scrubby Man_). Well, Tablett, old fellow, how are things going with you? _Sabrina_ flourishing? MR. TABLETT (_enthusiastically_). It's a tremendous hit, my boy; orders coming in so fast they don't know how to execute 'em--there's a fortune in it, as I always told you! PHIL. Capital!--but you've such luck. By the way, my sister-in-law is most anxious to know you. MR. T. (_flattered_). Very kind of her. I shall be delighted. I was just thinking I felt quite a stranger here. PHIL. Come along then, and I'll introduce you. If she asks you to her parties by any chance, mind you go--sure to meet a lot of interesting people. MR. T. (_pulling up his collar_). Just what I enjoy--meeting interesting people--the only society worth cultivating, to my mind, Sir. Give me _intellect_--it's of more value than wealth! [_They go in search of_ Mrs. M. G. FIRST LADY ON CHAIR. Look at the dear Vicar getting that poor Lady Pawperse an ice. What a very spiritual expression he has, to be sure--really quite apostolic! SECOND LADY. We are not in his parish, but I have always heard him spoken of as a most excellent man. FIRST LADY. Excellent! My dear, that man is a perfect _Saint_! I don't believe he knows what it is to have a single worldly thought! And such trials as he has to bear, too! With that _dreadful_ wife of his! SECOND LADY. That's the wife, isn't it?--the dowdy little woman, all alone, over there? Dear me, what _could_ he have married her for? FIRST LADY. Oh, for her _money_ of course, my dear! MRS. PATTALLON (_to_ MRS. ST. MARTIN SOMERVILLE). Why, it really _is_ you! I absolutely didn't know you at first. I was just thinking "Now who _is_ that young and lovely person coming along the path?" You see--I came out without my glasses to-day, which accounts for it! MR. CHUCK (_meeting a youthful Matron and Child_). Ah, Mrs. Sharpe, how de do! _I'm_ all right. Hullo, TOTO, how are _you_, eh, young lady? TOTO (_primly_). I'm very well indeed, thank you. (_With sudden interest._) How's the idiot? Have you seen him lately? MR. C. (_mystified_). The idiot, eh? Why, fact is, I don't _know_ any idiot!--give you my word! TOTO (_impatiently_). Yes, you _do_--_you_ know. The one Mummy says you're next door to--you must see him _sometimes_! You _did_ say Mr. Chuck was next door to an idiot, didn't you, Mummy? [_Tableau._