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[Lightly.] O, never mind. I will wait if he is only gone to the post.

But mamma is coming. [He glances towards the window.] Here she is!

[Shaking hands.] Good evening, Miss Justice. We thought you were still down in Youghal.

[Shaking hands.] Good evening, Mrs Rowan.

[Bows.] Good evening, Mr Hand.

[Bowing.] Good evening, signora! Just imagine, I didn't know either she was back till I found her here.

[To both.] Did you not come together?

No. I came first. Mr Rowan was going out. He said you would be back any moment.