Ottoline.
[To Lady Filson, in a low voice.] Mother——?
Lady Filson.
[To Philip.] Do you wish us to withdraw, Philip?
Philip.
[Sitting at the writing-table.] Not at all, Lady Filson. [Switching on the light of the library-lamp, sternly.] On the contrary, I should like you both to remain.
Lady Filson.
[To Ottoline.] Otto dear——?
Ottoline.
[Adjusting a comb in her hair.] Oh, certainly, mother, I'll stay.