My gracious cousin, I hope your health matches this exquisite morning.
Queen [abruptly pointing]
There is Josephine. Give her some of your after-breakfast optimism.
Prince
Ah!
[He bows rather distantly over Josephine's hand that is extended with unusual cordiality.]
Duchess
Charles, my dear, don't let us be absurd. Last night was a fantastic heaping of mischance.
Prince
You are neat in phrases, Josephine, but exactly what do they mean? And please don't sulk—only well-loved people can afford to do that.