Sometimes, my lady.
MRS. SYLVESTER.
Stroke. [Looking at Gerald.]
[Lady Wargrave, watching Mrs. Sylvester, motions to Margery, who retires up.
COLONEL [aside to Lady Wargrave].
Caroline, you took the water very neatly.
LADY WARGRAVE [aside to Colonel].
The higher morality has caught a crab.
MRS. SYLVESTER [gathers up MS. into her portfolio].
I will not trespass any longer, Mr. Cazenove. No doubt, your aunt has much to say to you.