[Egidia comes between Angèle and Drumdurris, the Dowager following.]
Earl of Drumdurris.
Ah!
Angèle.
Oh, miladi!
Egidia.
I am right, then.
[She takes the toys from Angèle and points to the door. Angèle withdraws with the infant.]
Dowager.
Keith—Egidia! Don’t disagree here!