[Quickly.] Not, mind you, that there’s anything the whole world mightn’t know, only she—er—she’s not happy at home, and a quiet evening at a theatre—you understand?
Gunning.
Quite, quite!
Armitage.
Now you, my dear fellow, can do me a friendly turn.
Gunning.
I should be delighted to, but—I don’t see——
Armitage.
I’ll explain. My daughter wishes to see you. She seems to think that you hold the key of the situation.