Brooke! Keith! You boys must drive me over to Strachlachan Junction. I must telegraph to London backwards and forwards all day. Keith, put me into communication with your Stockbroker in town!
Earl of Drumdurris.
Aunt!
Lady Twombley.
Silence! I’m on the brink of some delicate little financial operations! [To Brooke.] Get out the cart!
Brooke Twombley.
The drag’s outside.
Lady Twombley.
Come on!