He comes to her with outstretched arms.
Hilary. [Exalted] Yes—yes—yes! [He catches her to him.]
Margaret. For pity’s sake, Hilary—!
Bassett. [Entering] Lunch is served, Ma’am!
Margaret. [Helplessly] Sydney?
Sydney. Lay an extra cover. This—my—this gentleman is staying to lunch.
Hilary. [Boisterously] Staying to lunch! to lunch! That’s a good joke, isn’t it? I say, listen! I’m laughing. Do you know, I’m laughing? It’s blessed to laugh. Staying to lunch! Yes, my girl! Lunch and tea and supper and breakfast, thank God! and for many a long day!