‘Now don’t—now don’t go doin’ a thing like that,’ Sally faintly begged of Charles.
‘What does she say?’ asked the Duke.
‘Do you think it’s wise to break your rule of never seeing anybody while you’re here?’ shouted Charles. ‘You shouldn’t,’ he added to Sally, ‘have told him about Woodles.’
‘But ’e ask me,’ said Sally, distressed.
‘You’re not obliged to tell everybody everything,’ said Charles.
‘But if they asks me——’ said Sally, almost in tears.
The Duke became suddenly cross. ‘I hate all this muttering,’ he said. ‘Why on earth can’t you speak up, Charles?’
Charles spoke up. ‘It’s impossible to send tonight, Father,’ he shouted. ‘If you won’t keep servants here you can’t send messages.’
‘Then you can go yourself tomorrow,’ said the Duke.
‘Now don’t—now don’t go doin’ a thing like that,’ implored Sally again.