Parbury.
[Shuts the door.] Capital fellow, George Gunning!
[Comes to back of sofa.
Mrs. Parbury.
What does he mean by a little tub of a thing? Surely we’re not——
Parbury.
No, dear, certainly not. You’re quite right. I wouldn’t think of letting you run any risks.
Mrs. Parbury.
Then we’re not going?
Parbury.