Horsham. I'd sooner not let him know to-night.
Blackborough. But he asked you to.
Horsham. [All show of resistance gone.] Did he? Then I suppose I must. [He sighs deeply.]
Blackborough. Then I'll get back to Aylesbury.
He picks up his motor-cap from the table and settles it on his head with immense aplomb.
Horsham. So late?
Blackborough. Really one can get along quicker at night if one knows the road. You're in town, aren't you, Farrant? Shall I drop you at Grosvenor Square?
Farrant. [Ungraciously.] Thank you.
Blackborough. [With a conqueror's geniality.] I don't mind telling you now, Horsham, that ever since we met at Shapters I've been wondering how you'd escape from this association with Trebell. Thought he was being very clever when he crossed the House to us! It's needed a special providence. You'd never have got a cabinet together to include him.
Horsham. [With much intention.] No.