LEONARD. The car?
ANNE. The automobile.
LEONARD. But whose?
[139]ANNE. Ours. More accurately, yours.
LEONARD. But what for?
ANNE (patiently). We are running away together, dear. You and I. It had slipped your memory perhaps, but I assure you it is a fact. The car will take us to Dover, and the boat will take us to Calais, and the train will take us to the South of France. You and I, dear. When you’ve finished your breakfast.
LEONARD. But what about Latimer?
ANNE. Just you and I, dear. Two of us only. The usual number. We shall not take Mr. Latimer.
LEONARD. My dear Anne, you seem quite to have forgotten that this confounded fellow Latimer has got us prisoners here until he chooses to let us go. (With dignity) I have not forgotten. I eat his kidneys now, but he shall hear from me afterwards. Damned interference!
ANNE. Have you been dreaming, Leonard? Before all these kippers and kidneys and things?