Sir G. Rose has gone up stairs, but I’ve sent word you want her. Are you no better? You’re upset to-night.
Philip. It is my fault, Sir George. I’ve just been telling your wife of my difficulties.
Sir G. You couldn’t have done better. I’m sure she will agree with me, that you should get the signature required. That is the only difficulty in the matter.
Philip. But it is insurmountable. If I had the signature, how could I use it?
Sir G. Not without permission.
Philip. No!
Lady C. But you have permission!
(quickly and inadvertently)
Sir G. What?