ANNE. Of course.
LATIMER. Thank you.
DOMINIC (to LEONARD). Cigar, my lord?
LEONARD. Er—er—(but they are good ones)—thanks.
LATIMER. Well, shall we——?
(They get up, and move into more comfortable chairs, LATIMER talking.)
LATIMER. Which chair would you like, Anne? There? (She sits down.) That’s right. Now then, Leonard, we want something especially comfortable for you. You are a little finicky about chairs, if you don’t mind my saying so.... What about that one? Just try it and see how you like it. (LEONARD tries it, and sinks into it up to the neck.) Yes, I think you will be happy there. And I shall sit here. Now everything is ready. (They are alone again.)
LEONARD (with as much dignity as is possible from that sort of chair). I am waiting, Mr. Latimer.
LATIMER. I am waiting, Leonard, for your questions.
ANNE. Let me begin with one. (He turns to her.) Your table was laid for three. For whom were the other two places intended?