Horrible! Julian giving up public life and settling down in some dismal swamp as a country gentleman. He has threatened it.
Dowager.
Very well then; you must assure your children’s future before the blow falls. What could you do for Imogen in the country?
Lady Twombley.
A vicar or a small squire.
Dowager.
More likely a curate or a farmer. Will you resign yourself to that?
Lady Twombley.
Never, Dora! I never will! I’ve had to swallow the husks of London and my chicks shall have the barley. Julian shall hold on till they have made brilliant marriages!
Dowager.