Mary. Wretched man, you are five miles from Camperton.
Welburn. Good heavens! Then I'm undone! She'll come down in the car and find me as sure as I'm alive. Oh, my dear girl, what am I to do? You'll help me, won't you?
Mary. Of course I will. She'll never think of looking for you here.
Welburn. Won't she!
Mary [looking from window]. Oh, there's my mother! and the Rector coming. Quick, quick, lie down again.
[Welburn lies down and is covered].
Welburn. Who is the Rector?
Mary. Canon Hartley.
Welburn. Hartley—not Bob Hartley?
Mary. Yes, his name is Robert.