Tarver.
Yes, but when are we to make our preparations? It’ll take me a long time to look like Charles the First!
Sheba.
We can drive about Durnstone while you dress.
Salome.
[To Tarver, admiringly.] Charles the First! Oh, Major!
Darbey.
That was my idea—Charles the Martyr, you know. Tarver’s a martyr to his liver—see?
Sheba.
Oh! sha’n’t we all look magnificent?