sarah. [Going.] I'll fetch both.
george. We must all die . . some day.
mr. tozer. [Who has struggled up to see what is the matter.] And go to—
dr. remnant. Hell. You do believe in that, Mr. Toper.
mrs. opie. [Fanning the poor old lady.] She's better.
carnaby. [To his guests.] Gentlemen . . punch.
prestige and smallpeice; mrs. prestige, george and dolly move towards the dining-room.
mr. prestige. [To smallpeice.] You owe all this to me.
mr. crowe. Dolly . . I'm going.
mrs. prestige. [To her husband as she nods towards carnaby.] Nathaniel . . look at 'im.