Why, isn’t it——?
Mrs. Upjohn.
No, it ain’t. It’s the Captain.
Jimmie.
T-t-the Cap—! To Lily. N-n-nicko? Lily nods. Jimmie draws a deep breath. Oh-h-h-h!
Lily.
Calmly. Nicko turned up here early this morning—while Eddie—while Lord Farncombe was with me, in fact—and I—we—the three of us—we talked matters over, and—and——
Jimmie.
Her eyes starting out of her head. Was there a row?
Lily.