Philip. That I am going to be married.
Lady C. Oh. (quite calmly) That was your secret? (sits)
Philip. Yes. He guessed the reason why I went abroad, and putting this and that together, he divined there was a difficulty.
Lady C. What is the difficulty?
Philip. The lady to whom I am engaged is not yet of age, and those who have the care of her insist upon some proof that our acquaintanceship is at an end.
Lady C. They also know——
Philip. Not who you are!
Lady C. You make too many confidants. What proof do they require?
Philip. A monstrous proof!
Lady C. What?