ARCHIE.
[Suddenly.] But today it is too late.
BEATRICE.
A very short lesson?
ARCHIE.
[Pleased.] Yes.
BEATRICE.
But now you must study, Archie.
ROBERT.
Were you at the bath?
ARCHIE.
Yes.
ROBERT.
Are you a good swimmer now?
ARCHIE.
[Leans against the davenport.] No. Mamma won’t let me into the deep place. Can you swim well, Mr Hand?
ROBERT.
Splendidly. Like a stone.
ARCHIE.
[Laughs.] Like a stone! [Pointing down.] Down that way?