(He goes out, followed by JOSEPH.... MR.
LATIMER is alone with Sidney Webb.)
ACT II[120]
It is next morning. EUSTASIA, LEONARD’S wife (who should be sitting patiently at home wondering when he will return), is having breakfast with a harmless young man called NICHOLAS. She is what people who talk like that call a “nice little thing,” near enough to thirty-five to begin to wish it were twenty-five. At present she is making a good deal of fuss over this dear boy NICHOLAS. Breakfast is practically over. NICHOLAS, in fact, is wiping his mouth.
EUSTASIA. Finished, darling?
NICHOLAS. Yes, thank you, Eustasia.
EUSTASIA. A little more toast?
NICHOLAS. No, thank you, Eustasia.
EUSTASIA. Just a little tiny teeny-weeny bit, if his Eustasia butters it for him?
NICHOLAS. No, thank you. I’ve really finished.