Alice gets her glass of wine and goes. The Major is suddenly full of importance.
booth. What is this, Edward?
edward. I have something to say to you all.
booth. What?
edward. Well, Booth, you'll hear when I say it.
booth. Is it business? . . because I think this is scarcely the time for business.
edward. Why?
booth. Do you find it easy and reverent to descend from your natural grief to the consideration of money . . ? I do not. [he finds trenchard at his elbow.] I hope you are getting some lunch, Trenchard.
edward. This is business and more than business, Booth. I choose now, because it is something I wish to say to the family, not write to each individually . . and it will be difficult to get us all together again.
booth. [determined at any rate to give his sanction.] Well, Trenchard, as Edward is in the position of trustee—executor . . I don't know your terms . . I suppose there's nothing more to be said.