NICHOLAS (uneasily). What’s all that about?
LATIMER. Anything you say will be used in evidence against you. Proceed, my young friend.
NICHOLAS. Well—well—well—I mean, there she was.
LATIMER. Lonely.
NICHOLAS. Exactly.
LATIMER. Neglected by her brute of a husband—(As LEONARD opens his mouth) fingers crossed, Leonard—who spent day and night rioting in the House of Lords while his poor little wife cried at home.
NICHOLAS. Well——
[156]LATIMER. Then out spake bold Sir Nicholas—(Aside to ANNE) This was also composed in my bath—
Then out spake bold Sir Nicholas,
An Oxford man was he;