MRS. BRIGGS (with severe dignity)
I’ll speak to you and Mr. Rupert Smith after dinner. Henry, I don’t see the propriety of continuing an argument with this interloper, whoever he may be. (She takes Ingoldsby’s arm.)
JESSIE
No. Let’s do get away from here! (She moves toward the left entrance with Rupert.)
INGOLDSBY (looking back, as he follows with Mrs. Briggs; speaks reprovingly)
I hope you have some shame for your conduct, sir.
THE MYSTERIOUS VOICE
Bless you, my children!
INGOLDSBY (infuriated)
Now, I’ll— (He turns to go back.)