Claude.
Well, when I am turning various careers over in my mind——
Mrs. Cloys.
Enough, Claude——!
Sir Fletcher Portwood.
[Coming down the steps.] Why, when I was five years younger than he I had already applied my lever to the mountain. I first saw light in ’forty-four——
Olive.
[To John.] Oh——!
Sir Fletcher Portwood.
’Forty-four; an easily remembered date—two fours. And what was I doing at his age?