Mrs. R. Haslam. I think perhaps if you said that we cannot understand how a purely private matter can interest the public, but that if they must know, the Bishop is here in person, and—— (Mr. Reach Haslam nods.) You think that will be judicious?
Mr. R. Haslam. Quite. (Exit back.)
Bishop. (Putting down the book.) Enthralling!
(Enter Flora, L.)
Mrs. R. Haslam. Flora, darling, this is the Bishop of Chelmsford—Mrs. Lloyd, my—er—prospective daughter-in-law.
Flora. (Stiffly.) My lord.
Bishop. My dear young lady, I have already tried to express to Mrs. Haslam my consternation, my shame, at the——
Flora. (Smiling coldly.) I am sure that is sufficient.
Mrs. R. Haslam. The Bishop has come to town specially to see us, Flora. In order to guard against any possibility of further accident, he has kindly suggested that he should officiate himself to-morrow morning.
Flora. (To Bishop.) It's really very good of you.