[She sinks into a chair. Tarver and Darbey with Salome and Sheba stand looking out of the window.
Sir Tristram.
George, his tail is singed a bit.
Georgiana.
The less weight for him to carry to-morrow. [Beginning to cry.] Dear old Dandy, he never was much to look at.
Sir Tristram.
The worst of it is, the fools threw two pails of cold water over him to put it out.
Georgiana.
The Dean.