Baldwin.
Yes’m....
Lady Patricia.
Good-night, Baldwin.
Baldwin.
Good-night, mum. Good-night, sir.
(He walks stolidly to the ladder on the left; then, just before descending, starts once more guffawing and continues as he descends. Lady Patricia and Michael look at each other in pitying astonishment.)
Lady Patricia.
Poor old man! I fear he is breaking up at last!