Yes, I spent some of my honeymoon at your house——
Sir William.
What!
Avonia.
Excuse my dress; it's all in the way of my business. Just one word about Rose.
Rose.
Please, 'Vonia——!
Avonia.
[To Sir William, who is glaring at her in horror.] Now, there's nothing to stare at, Sir Gower. If you must look anywhere in particular, look at that poor thing. A nice predicament you've brought her to!