dimmuck. The chaise, my lord.
carnaby. I will conduct you.
lord arthur. Please don't risk exposure.
carnaby. Nay, I insist.
lord arthur. Health and happiness to you both, Mr. Abud.
lord arthur goes out, followed by carnaby, followed by dimmuck. At that moment mr. smallpeice skips excitedly out of the dining-room. A ferret-like little lawyer.
mr. smallpeice. Oh . . where is Mr. Leete?
Not seeing him mr. smallpeice skips as excitedly back into the dining-room. dimmuck returns and hangs up his cloak then goes towards abud, whom he surveys.
dimmuck. Sir!