Egidia.
Finally. You see now how unfitted our son is to a soldier’s life.
Earl of Drumdurris.
Yes, I have been wrong. Happily it is not too late to remould his character. We must return to the ball-room.
Egidia.
First come with me and peep into the nursery.
Earl of Drumdurris.
By all means—the nursery.
Together.