Dr. (approaching Dick) I was remarking—— (buttonholes Dick, who gradually retreats up stage, followed step by step by Dr. Dozey, preaching in dumb show)
Sir H. Not an hour ago he asked to be allowed to speak to you. Hasn’t he done so?
Lucy. No, he said nothing.
Alma. (aside to Ned) Now’s your opportunity. Redeem your promise.
Sir H. This is an insult—a gross insult.
Mrs. D. A mere painter!
Ned. (crosses to Lucy) If he had spoken it would have been useless. Miss Preston has accepted someone else.
Sir H. Without my knowledge?
Ned. Yes. But it wasn’t Lucy’s fault. (takes Lucy’s hand) She would have told you, but I wouldn’t let her.