He leads her towards george.
george. Yes?
carnaby. Upon Naples.
george. I remember Naples.
carnaby. Sarah, admire those roses.
sarah. [Cynically echoing her father.] Let's have George's opinion.
Now carnaby has drawn them both away, upon the terrace, and, the coast being clear, lord john walks towards ann, who looks at him very scaredly.
carnaby. Emblem of secrecy among the ancients.
sarah. Look at this heavy head, won't it snap off?