Quex.
[Facing her sharply, a new light in his eyes.] No! you go.
Duchess.
[In astonishment.] I!
Quex.
[Returning to her excitedly.] I tell you I can't wait through a night of suspense! Quick! [Facing the room.] Leave me to deal with her here, at once.
Duchess.
You!
Quex.
[Snapping his fingers.] By Jove, yes!