Janet. Yes, but not so easily as all that. I'm afraid he's quarrelling out there with Mr. Cyrus Carve. They get across one another on the stairs.
Alcar. Tut-tut. Excuse me one moment.
(Exit hurriedly.)
(Exit Servant.)
Janet. Mr. Ebag! So you're here too! Why, it's a family party.
[131]Ebag. (Astounded.) How do you do, Mrs. Shawn? I beg pardon, Mrs. Carve.
Janet. It seems I'm Mrs. X now—didn't you hear?
Ebag. I expect the servant had received instructions. His lordship has a great reputation for wit, you know.
Janet. (Looking round.) And what's this room supposed to be?
Ebag. Oh, the study, probably.