Lady S. But every woman can, I think.
Sir T. And does?
Lady S. If she be gently asked.
Sir T. What shall I ask?
Lady S. Ask? Anything. But you are harassed, ill.
Let me conclude with Groom.
Sir T. No; bring him in.
[Sir Tristram at the telephone communicates with his business manager, Abbot, while Lady Sumner goes out and re-enters with Warwick.]
Groom. Tristram!
Sir T. [At the telephone] Warwick!—old friend! (No, Abbot; wait.)
Groom. You'll give me this?