[67]but a humble priest who gives counsel when counsel is sought. And I may say that in this affair of the interment of our great national painter, there are other influences than mine. For instance, my sister, Honoria, who happens also to be president of the Ladies' Water Colour Society—(gesture of alarm from Carve)—my sister has a great responsibility. She is the favourite niece of—(Whispers in Carve's ear.) Consequently—(Makes an impressive pause.)
Honoria. You see my uncle is a bachelor and I keep house for him. Anselm used to live with us too, until he left the Church.
Looe. Until I joined the Church, Honoria. Now Honoria wishes to be perfectly fair; she entirely realizes her responsibility; and that is why she has come with me to see you.
Janet. (Benignantly.) So that's how these things are decided! I see I'd got quite a wrong notion of politics and so on.
Honoria. Oh, Mr. Shawn— }
and } (Together.)
Janet. My idea was— }
Janet. I beg your pardon.
Honoria. I beg yours.
Janet. Granted.