[DOMINIC goes out.
[106]LEONARD (rising stiffly). I’m afraid we shall have to be getting on now, Mr. Latimer.... Anne, dear.... We are much obliged for your hospitality, but—er—I imagine we are not far from Dover——
LATIMER. On the Dover Road, certainly.
LEONARD. Exactly. So if you would—er—have instructions given to my chauffeur—er—— (He hesitates as the Staff comes in.)
LATIMER. Dominic, his lordship’s glass is empty. He wishes to drink my health.
DOMINIC. I beg your pardon, my lord. (The glass is filled.)
LATIMER. And while he is up, just find his lordship a more comfortable chair. He has been a little uneasy on that one all through the fish.
DOMINIC. I beg your pardon, my lord. (The chair is changed.)
LATIMER (rising with his glass and drinking to LEONARD). Your happiness! (He sits down, and LEONARD mechanically sits down too.) Now for the bird. (To ANNE) I like these little ceremonies in between the courses. Don’t you?
ANNE. I’m liking my supper.