Lady Twombley.
What’s wrong, pa? How pale and waxy you look!
Sir Julian Twombley.
[Handing her the letter.] An urgent letter from old Mr. Mason, my solicitor, about my affairs.
Lady Twombley.
Oh, Lor’, pa—another!
Sir Julian Twombley.
You have it upside down.
Lady Twombley.
Everything connected with our affairs will get that way.