Lady Filson.
[Advancing a few steps.] You are! N-n-nonsense!
Ottoline.
Mr. Westrip took the place for me—my arrangement with Titterton made it necessary——
Lady Filson.
With Titterton! Then he—he has——?
Ottoline.
Yes. The thousands of copies—packed in the cases with the lying labels—I have bought them—they're mine——
Lady Filson.
Y-y-yours!