Lady Davenport. Do you think my daughter has been wasting her time and her tact?
Farrant. [Clapping him on the shoulder.] Blackborough's frankly flabbergasted at the publicity of this intrigue.
Mrs. Farrant. Intrigue! Mr. Trebell walked across the House ... actually into your arms.
Blackborough. [With a certain dubious grimness.] Well ... we've had some very interesting talks since. And his views upon Education are quite ... Utopian. Good bye, Miss Trebell.
Frances Trebell. Good-bye.
Mrs. Farrant. I wouldn't be so haughty till after the election, if I were you, Mr. Blackborough.
Blackborough. [Indifferently.] Oh, I'm glad he's with us on the Church question ... so far.
Mrs. Farrant. So far as you've made up your minds? The electoral cat will jump soon.
Blackborough. [A little beaten by such polite cynicism.] Well ... our conservative principles! After all we know what they are. Good-night, Mrs. O'Connell.
Amy O'Connell. Good-night.