Governor Braddock.
I don't mean in his estimate of me.
(More laughter. The Governor catches sight of the guest beckoning to him)
Governor Braddock.
But here's my better half. You might ask her.
Pardon me till I see——
Ralph Ardsley.
(Calls urgently to the Bishop in a voice that is barely heard)
Go on! Go on!
Bishop Hardbrooke.
Society, my friends, is like this house,
This mansion that we all so much admire.