(Brightening.) Oh, how nice of you. I did so want you to take an interest in his ideas. They are so wonderful. They will make—
Duchess.
I don’t care one Jellicoed submarine about his ideas. Tell me about himself.
Loveday.
He is a little lame, poor boy—
Duchess.
So I have observed.
Loveday.
But it isn’t fundamental. He got a stake through his thigh when he was a lad and it healed badly. It must have been dreadful for him.
Duchess.