amy. Oh . . but I was received at the Oratory when I was married.
cantelupe. [With contrition.] I beg your pardon.
Then he makes for the other side of the room. trebell and mrs. o'connell stroll to the door, their eyes full of meaning.
amy. I think I'll go on to this place that I've heard of. If I wait . . for your sister . . she may disappoint me again.
trebell. Wait.
kent's room is vacant.
amy. Well . . in here?
trebell. If you like law-books.
amy. I haven't been much of an interruption now, have I?
trebell. Please wait.