I say with all sincerity that from the moment the fire broke out till I escaped no one regretted it more than myself. That was Tyler!
MISS DYOTT.
Tyler! What Tyler! I make no historical reference when I say what Tyler was it who abruptly tore aside the veil of mystery which had hitherto shrouded the existence of champagne and lobster salad from four young girls! It was you!
QUECKETT.
No, it wasn't, Carrie, upon my word?
MISS DYOTT.
Bah!
QUECKETT.
Upon my honour!