Duchess.
Never mind, my dear. He is a personable young man enough. There are no available Dukes, Earls or Marquises I can recommend at present and I believe in people marrying for love. I have seen too much of the other thing. So what can I do for you?
Loveday.
You know quite well. I only asked you, begged you, to make the Prime Minister listen to him.
Duchess.
Oh, the poor man! When he comes here for an hour it is for relaxation and quiet. He looks to me to protect him from Cranks, not to stuff them down his throat.
Loveday.
(Emphatically.) Gordon is not a crank.
Duchess.
All cranks have emphatic relatives who testify ardently to their sanity.