Carve. Lady Alice Rowfant.
Janet. What was it doing in your pocket?
Carve. I don't know. Everything got mixed up. Clothes, papers, everything.
Janet. Sure?
Carve. Of course! Look here, do you suppose Lady Alice Rowfant is anything to me?
Janet. She isn't?
Carve. No.
Janet. Honestly? (Looking at him closely.)
Carve. Honestly.
Janet. (With obvious relief.) Well, that's all right then! Now will you drink this milk, please.