Be worthy of that dress.

It is such a beauty." _Linda_: "I thought you'd like it.

I remembered your saying that blue always became me." (Dabs at her eyes with a small lace handkerchief.) Loud double knocks begin to sound.

Dinner guests are soon announced.
Linda and Michael receive them heartily.

Rossiter--as many a public man does and has to do--shoves his vain regrets, remorse, anxiety, weary longing for the unattainable--somewhere to the back of his brain, where these feelings will not revive till he lies awake at three in the morning; and prepares to entertain half-a-dozen hearty men and buxom women who are easily impressed by a little spoon-fed science.