Will! Will!
Wilfrid Brudenell.
Eh! What is it? I think I must have dropped off to sleep.
Leslie.
We’ve accidentally hurt some people’s feelings. Assist me in being very nice to them.
Wilfrid Brudenell.
Yes—but wait a minute. I’m not quite sure—where——
[She drags Wilfrid over to Mrs. Stonehay and Irene.]
Leslie.
This is my brother, Wilfrid. [Quietly to Wilfrid.] Rattle on, Will, dear. Wilfrid, you recollect meeting Miss Stonehay at Helmstead.