No; I think you would like me to, but unfortunately this is not our house, and one must observe the convenances.
Miss Woodward.
[Going to door, L.] Good-bye, Mr. Gunning.
Gunning.
Moral force will detain you.
Miss Woodward.
What moral force, pray?
[Turning.
Gunning.
Curiosity. You know you are dying to know what I have to say.