MRS. CULVER ( putting down the letter ). Darling!
CULVER. I thought I was a brute?
MRS. CULVER ( caressing and kissing him ). I do so love my brute, and I am so happy. Darling! But you are a silly old darling, wasting all this time.
CULVER. Wasting all what time?
MRS. CULVER. Why, the moment I came in again I could see you'd decided to give way. ( With a gesture of delight .) I must run and tell the children. ( Exit, L .)
Enter Miss Starkey back .
MISS STARKEY. Here's the envelope.
CULVER ( taking it ). Tell them to get me my hat and overcoat.
MISS STARKEY. Yes, Sir Arthur. (Culver starts .) ( Exit Miss Starkey, back .)
CULVER ( as he puts the letter in the envelope; with an air of discovery ). I suppose I do like being called 'Sir Arthur.'