The drawing room of the Chamberlaynes' London flat. Two years later. A late afternoon in July. A CATERER'S MAN is arranging a buffet table. LAVINIAenters from side door.
Have you any further orders for us, Madam?
You could bring in the trolley with the glasses
And leave them ready.
Very good, Madam.
[Exit. LAVINIAlooks about the room critically and moves a bowl of flowers.]
[Re-enter CATERER'S MAN with trolley.]
There, in that corner. That's the most convenient;
You can get in and out. Is there anything you need
That you can't find in the kitchen?