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.