Steven (aside to Dennis). Hush! You forget that “Codlin’s your friend—not Short.”
George. Didn’t you ever see a Venetian sunset?
Lord F. Oh, yes. Why do you ask?
George (sarcastically). I merely thought it might be open to the same objection!
Lord F. It might—I don’t remember. I’ll look it up in my journal when I get home, and see if it impressed me at the time.
Helen. Do you keep a journal? (Rises and sits on footstool at Lord F.’s feet.) How delightful! (Beseechingly.) Oh, won’t you let me look at what you have with you?
Rose. Please, Lord Ferrol!
Amy. Ah, do!
Lord F. It would bore you, I’m sure.
Dennis (aside). I don’t care if he isn’t a double-barrelled earl, I should like to kick him all the same!