Lady John. He must have powers of persuasion!—to get that old Covenanter to let you come in an abhorred motor-car—on Sunday, too!
Jean (half whispering). Grandfather didn't know!
Lady John. Didn't know?
Jean. I honestly meant to come by train. Geoffrey met me on my way to the station. We had the most glorious run. Oh, Aunt Ellen, we're so happy! (Embracing her.) I've so looked forward to having you to myself the whole day just to talk to you about——
Lord J. (turning away with affected displeasure). Oh, very well——
Jean (catches him affectionately by the arm). You'd find it dreffly dull to hear me talk about Geoffrey the whole blessed day!
Lady John. Well, till luncheon, my dear, you mustn't mind if I—— (To Lord John, as she goes to writing-table.) Miss Levering wasn't only tired last night, she was ill.
Lord J. I thought she looked very white.
Jean. Who is Miss—— You don't mean to say there are other people?
Lady John. One or two. Your uncle's responsible for asking that old cynic, St. John Greatorex, and I——