H’m! I would have you know, Euphemia, that I have not absolutely broken my pledge to Lady Twombley. I made Harris, the coachman, purchase this. As you drive home drop it out of your carriage window.
[As Lady Euphemia takes the paper from him her eyes fall upon a paragraph.]
Lady Euphemia Vibart.
Oh! do they mean you, uncle?
Sir Julian Twombley.
Without doubt.
Lady Euphemia Vibart.
[Reading.] “The Square Peg!”
Sir Julian Twombley.
Hush! the servant!