EUSTASIA (settling LEONARD). There! Is that comfy?
LEONARD. Thank you, Eustasia.
EUSTASIA. We’ll soon have you all right, dear.
LEONARD (pressing her hand). Thank you.
LATIMER (after a little silence). Well, as Nicholas said just now, “Here we all are, and we’ve got to make the best of it.” What are we all going to do?
ANNE. Please leave me out of it. (She is beaten, but that doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters now is to get out of this horrible house.) I can make my own arrangements. (She gives them a cool little bow as she goes out.) If you will excuse me.
(DOMINIC comes in with a clinical thermometer on a tray.)
DOMINIC. I thought that her ladyship might require a thermometer for his lordship’s temperature.
EUSTASIA. Thank you. I think it would be safer just to take it. And I wondered if we couldn’t just put this screen round his lordship’s chair.
DOMINIC. Certainly, my lady, one can’t be too careful.