Dowager.
No, no—tell me. My brain is stronger than Sir Julian’s.
Earl of Drumdurris.
[To Sir Julian and the Dowager apart.] Mother—Sir Julian——
Mr. Joseph Lebanon.
I want a word or two with my friend, Lady T.
[Mrs. Gaylustre arranges his chair so that he faces Lady Twombley. She and Lebanon stare at each other.]
Mr. Joseph Lebanon.
Oh!
Lady Twombley.