Dor. But it's an old business, ain't it? When I was at Malta last year, the chaps used to chat about it at mess.
Lucy. Lord Huntworth brought the divorce, didn't he?
Pil. Yes, Lord Huntworth was the petitioner. It was a sad case.
Dor. I know Bob Carruthers.
Lucy. Who's he? (rises and crosses up to Dorvaston—still reading the paper)
Dor. The co——
Pil. Tut! tut!
Dor. Bob was an extraordinary good chap!
Pil. How can any individual be described as good who has occupied the position of—er—a co-respondent?
Dor. Bob managed it.