wedgecroft. Better this morning. I told him I'd seen you . . and in a little calculated burst of confidence what I'd reason to think you were after. He said you and he could get on though you differed on every point; but he didn't see how you'd pull with such a blasted weak-kneed lot as the rest of the Horsham's cabinet would be. He'll be up in a week or ten days.
trebell. Can I see him?
wedgecroft. You might. I admire the old man . . the way he sticks to his party, though they misrepresent now most things he believes in!
trebell. What a damnable state to arrive at . . doubly damned by the fact you admire it.
wedgecroft. And to think that at this time of day you should need instructing in the ethics of party government. But I'll have to do it.
trebell. Not now. I've been at ethics with Cantelupe.
wedgecroft. Certainly not now. What about my man with the stomach-ache at twelve o'clock sharp! Good-bye.
He is gone. trebell battles with uneasiness and at last mutters. "Oh . . why didn't she wait?" Then the telephone bell rings. He goes quickly as if it were an answer to his anxiety. "Yes?" Of course, it isn't . . "Yes." He paces the room, impatient, wondering what to do. The Maid comes in to announce miss davenport. lucy follows her. She has gained lately perhaps a little of the joy which was lacking and at least she brings now into this room a breath of very wholesome womanhood.
lucy. It's very good of you to let me come; I'm not going to keep you more than three minutes.
trebell. Sit down.