Sir Timothy.
[With a gulp.] I—I was on my way to my solicitors, who are in Raymond Buildings, and I remembered that I knew Mackworth years ago——
Philip.
[Loitering near the vestibule door, impatient for Sir Timothy's departure.] When I was a rollicking man-about-town, eh, Barradell!
Sir Timothy.
[Retaining Ottoline's hand—to her, earnestly.] My dear Madame de Chaumié——
Ottoline.
Yes?
Sir Timothy.
[Bracing himself.] A little bird brought the news to me shortly after I left England. [She lowers her eyes.] I—I congratulate you and Mackworth—I congratulate you from the core of my heart.