And seek peace in rural retirement.
Lady Twombley.
You shan’t, pa! Oh, my gracious, you wouldn’t be so heartless!
Sir Julian Twombley.
Heartless!
Lady Twombley.
[Kneeling beside him.] Think of my blessed chicks—my babies. Don’t go under, Julian, till we’ve given them the benefit of our magnificent position——
Sir Julian Twombley.
Our mag——
Lady Twombley.