carnaby. What if there had been an accident!
And he puts back the pistol. abud takes his cloak from prestige.
abud. Thank you, uncle.
mr. prestige. I'm a proud man. Mr. Crowe . .
carnaby. Pride!
george. [Has a sudden inspiration and strides up to abud.] Here ends the joke, my good fellow. Be off without your wife.
abud stares, as do the others. Only carnaby suddenly catches remnant's arm.
mr. prestige. [Solemnly.] But it's illegal to separate them.
george. [Giving up.] Mr. Prestige . . you are the backbone of England.
carnaby. [To remnant.] Where are your miracles?