DOWAGER.
No, no--tell me. My brain is stronger than Sir Julian"s.
EARL OF DRUMDURRIS.
[To SIR JULIAN and the DOWAGER apart.] Mother--Sir Julian----
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
I want a word or two with my friend, Lady T.
[MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE arranges his chair so that he faces LADY TWOMBLEY. She and LEBANON stare at each other.]
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
Oh!
LADY TWOMBLEY.
Ah!
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
Lady T.
LADY TWOMBLEY.
Hullo?
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
I"ve "ad a wire.
LADY TWOMBLEY.
So have I.
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
From Moss & Emanuel, my brokers.
LADY TWOMBLEY.
Mine is from Reeves & Shuckleback.
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
Oh, I see--_your_ brokers. You"ve done me, Lady T.
LADY TWOMBLEY.
Don"t mention it.
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
You"re a knowing one.
LADY TWOMBLEY.
I"m sure I"m very gratified to hear you say so.
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
The Bills! Give me the Bills you swindled me out of!
[He advances violently, but MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE holds him back. LADY TWOMBLEY hands the Bills to SIR JULIAN.]
MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE.
Jo!
SIR JULIAN TWOMBLEY.
Mr. Lebanon, the Bills, sir. [Giving them.]
[LEBANON snaps his fingers demonstratively in SIR JULIAN"S face.]
MR. JOSEPH LEBANON.
Drum., thank you for your _recherche_ hospitality. Carriage to the station in the morning, if you please. [Kissing his hands.] Ladies---- [Breaking down.] Oh, f.a.n.n.y, take me to bed!
[He goes out. MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE is about to follow, when LADY MACPHAIL enters with MACPHAIL.]
LADY MACPHAIL.
Madam! My boy--my poor lad--has told me of your behaviour.
MRS. GAYl.u.s.tRE.
My behaviour! He loves me!
LADY MACPHAIL.
Colin!
MACPHAIL.
I thought I"d just better mention the affair to mother.