ANNE. Thank you.
LATIMER. But there is still this question of names. Now we agreed about Leonard——
[104]ANNE (looking at him fearlessly). My name is Anne.
LATIMER. Thank you, Miss Anne.
LEONARD (awkwardly). Er—my wife.
LATIMER. Then I am tempted to leave out the “Miss.”
LEONARD (annoyed again). Look here——
LATIMER (turning to him). But there is nothing to look at if I do, Leonard. (The Staff comes in.) Ah, supper! Will you sit here, Anne? (He goes to the head of the table, and indicates the chair on the right of him.) And you here, Leonard? (The chair on the left.) That’s right. (They all sit down.)
(DOMINIC and the Staff serve the supper. Five of them, so things go quickly.)
LATIMER. “A little fish, a bird, a little sweet. Enough to drink, but not too much to eat.” I composed that in my bath this morning. The wine has been waiting for you since 1906. How different from the turbot! ’Twas but yesterday it scarce had heard the name of Le-o-nard. (They are all served with fish, and the wine has been poured out.) Dominic, dismiss the Staff. We would be alone. (They are alone. He rises, glass in hand) My friends, I will give you a toast. (He raises his glass) A Happy Ending!