meeting a confrere?

THE COUNT. No, sir: I have no right to my costume except the right
of a lover of the arts to dress myself handsomely. You are most
welcome, Mr Trotter. [Trotter bows in the French manner].

SAVOYARD. Mr Vaughan.

THE COUNT. How do you do, Mr Vaughan?

VAUGHAN. Quite well, thanks.

SAVOYARD. Mr Gunn.

THE COUNT. Delighted to make your acquaintance, Mr Gunn.

GUNN. Very pleased.

SAVOYARD. Mr Flawner Bannal.

THE COUNT. Very kind of you to come, Mr Bannal.

BANNAL. Dont mention it.

THE COUNT. Gentlemen, my daughter. [They all bow]. We are very
greatly indebted to you, gentlemen, for so kindly indulging her whim.
[The dressing bell sounds. The Count looks at his watch]. Ah! The
dressing bell, gentlemen. As our play begins at nine, I have had to
put forward the dinner hour a little. May I shew you to your rooms?
[He goes out, followed by all the men, except Trotter, who, going