Imogen.
I would accompany Rose, of course, Sir William.
Sir William.
[Tartly.] Thank ye, ma'am. [Turning.] I'll go to my carriage.
Arthur.
Sir, if you have the carriage here, and if you would have the patience to sit out the rest of the rehearsal, we might return with you to Cavendish Square.
Sir William.
[Choking.] Oh—h—h—hi
Arthur.
Grandfather, we are not rich people, and a cab to us——