grosvenor
Good night, good night.
[The officers go out. grosvenor strides excitedly up and down.
It's a plot, it's a damned plot—
[He goes toward the rear and picks up a telephone instrument on a desk by the window.
Can you get me the House? Mr. Maynard. Yes. Making a speech? Never mind.
[He hangs up the receiver and presses a button on the wall. Then he quickly writes a message on the back of the telegram and encloses it in an envelope. The page enters.
page
Ring, sir?
grosvenor