sarah. Now what names for them?
carnaby. No family names, please.
george. We'll wait for a dozen years or so and let them choose their own.
dr. remnant. But, sir, christening will demand—
carnaby. Your son should have had my name, sir.
george. I know the rule . . as I have my grandfather's which I take no pride in.
sarah. George!
george. Not to say that it sounds his, not mine.
carnaby. Our hopes of you were high once.