Philip.
Well, Sir Randle, I—I'm prepared to take a sporting chance. It may be that I am misled by the sanguine temperament of the artist, who is apt to believe that his latest production will shake the earth to its foundation. I've gammoned myself before into such a belief, but—[resolutely] I'll stake everything on my next book! I give you my word that if it isn't a success—an indisputable popular success—I will join you both, in all sincerity, in urging Ottoline to break with me. Come! Does that mollify you?
[There is a short silence. Sir Randle and Lady Filson look at each other in surprise and Ottoline stares at Philip open-mouthed.
Ottoline.
Philip——!
Philip.
[To Sir Randle.] Sir Randle——?
Sir Randle.
[To Lady Filson.] Winnie——?
Lady Filson.