Earl of Drumdurris.
When I left him he was an unrecognizable mass of marmalade. He must go!
Lady Twombley.
Don’t disregard the sacred laws of hospitality!
Earl of Drumdurris.
I must. At another time I might endure him, but now when I am utterly crushed by my own agonizing trouble—— Hark!
Lady Twombley.
What’s the matter?
Earl of Drumdurris.
My son.