(Before he gets a word out.) Speak low, please.
Stonor (angrily). I waited about a whole hour for you to come back.
(Jean turns away as though vaguely looking for the nearest chair.)
If you didn't mind leaving me like that, you might have considered Lady John.
Jean (pausing). Is she here with you?
Stonor. No. My place was nearer than this, and she was very tired. I left her to get some tea. We couldn't tell whether you'd be here, or what had become of you.
Jean. Mr. Trent got us a hansom.
Stonor. Trent?
Jean. The Chairman of the meeting.