'Yes,' said Wogan, and pulled on the lackey's breeches.
'At the house you will find a carriage.'
'I shall find a carriage.' Wogan drew on a stocking.
'You will mount behind as though you were a footman from the house.'
'A footman from the house,' repeated Wogan, and he pulled on the other stocking.
'I shall get into the carriage with a companion. You won't know me. The carriage will drive off. You won't speak a word for fear your brogue should betray you.'
'I will whisper my opinions to you in English, Colonel,' said Wogan as he fastened his garters.
'I don't think you could,' said Montague, 'and certainly you will not try. We shall drive to the almshouses at Dulwich. When we get there, I will make an excuse to stop the carriage.'
'You won't be alone, then?'
'No. Let me see. It is a fine sunny day. I will say that my watch is stopped, and I will send you to see the time by the sundial in the court.'