Joseph.
[Blandly, correcting him.] Pleasure, Sir Peter.
Sir Peter.
[Testily.] I said “honour,” Sir.
[Easily.] I came at the invitation of Sir Oliver, who is staying in your house. He desired to see me.
Lady Teazle.
[Viciously, to Sir Peter.] If this gentleman’s business is with Sir Oliver, perhaps he will explain why he has intruded in this room.
Joseph.
[Amused.] With pleasure. My attention was arrested by the sound of voices raised in dispute. I heard my name mentioned loudly more than once, and, recognizing one of the voices as that of Lady Teazle [with a low bow], I thought it better to interpose to defend my character at once.