Re-enter Armstrong, R., followed by Margery.
ARMSTRONG.
Found her at last, my lady.
LADY WARGRAVE.
Leave us together, Armstrong.
[Margery drops a curtsey.
ARMSTRONG.
Come with me, Colonel. If you’ll step indoors, I’ll give you a glass of ale that’ll do your heart good.
COLONEL [putting his arm through Armstrong’s].
Caroline takes it very well.